"You are the oddest creature."
Andreas reached forward and one finger touched her chin.
Her breath caught, heart picking up speed quickly. His eyes
were intense on hers, and so near.
"You are one of the most confident people I’ve ever
encountered, with a core so vulnerable to hurt. Do you
realize what you are doing, showing me such
vulnerabilities?"
Phoebe swallowed. "Perhaps it is stupid of me. I cannot
help but be interested in you. And I do little by halves."
"I do not either." He said nothing further for a
moment. "But when I take something, I take everything."
She had the feeling that he was giving her an
opportunity to turn tail and run.
She tilted her head into his hand, and his fingers
automatically stroked her skin, holding and supporting her
like some sort of precious possession. "When I give
something, I give everything."
So many expressions chased across his face that she was
uncertain what to even attempt to read there. Need,
victory, despair.
"I know," he whispered. And then his lips were on hers,
and the tinder exploded into flame.