Passionate Awakening

Infuriatingly, Luke chuckled. 'Cut the haughty act, Annie.' And he moved closer, crowding her. 'You are a beautiful woman, but you lack that vibrancy, the glow that marks a woman in love.' His next words, softly spoken but impregnated with deadly meaning, shocked her into total immobility. 'You're far more sexually aware of me than you are of him. And don't deny it,' he warned silkily, 'or I might be tempted to prove it.'
Then he smiled, very slowly, very sure of himself. 'There's a pretty potent brand of chemistry between us— immediate and undeniable. And you know it. I saw the recognition in your eyes the first time we met. You panicked then and you're panicking now.'