The Twelve Guardians

An Excerpt:

“Not only can I see it, I can smell it,” he grunted as he got into the driver seat.

Vivien climbed into the seat beside him and then struggled with pulling the heavy door close. “That’s cheating!” she heaved.

Upon seeing Vivien’s difficulty with the door, he arched his body over the passenger seat, right in front of her, just a notch away from brushing his biceps against her chest, to grab hold of the door’s inner handle.

Feeling the heat radiated from his body, catching a whiff of his cologne and watching the toned muscles of his forearm flexed as he shut the passenger door, Vivien became aware of the beating of her heart and the rush of heat to her face.

When the man retreated halfway back into his seat, he gazed into Vivien’s eyes, capturing her undivided attention. “Not that I can help it. And the cues I’m getting are especially strong right now.”

“And I can hear your heartbeats quicken,” she whispered, almost breathlessly.

“In a position like this, naturally …”

Every single exhale of his was grazing against her lips, teasing them to part for his tongue. She could feel the currents of his breath getting stronger and warmer as he sought for her lips. Unnoticeable, tiny trembles of anticipation travelled across her body.