Any moment, she expected the door to open or a voice to demand he step away.
He leaned down, his face close to hers, his breath brushing her lips.
“Don’t you get it, yet, Flo? They’re using you to get to me.”
“Why?” she whispered back
“Because they finally found a weakness.”
She was his weakness?
She might have asked him to explain, except his mouth caught hers in a kiss. A torrid touch of his lips that stole all thought and breath.