A million thoughts were running through my mind. Every second passed was like torture. His body was solid as stone but soft to the touch. I slid my hand up his ribs, my thumb finally circling the tattoo. “I like your tattoo,” I admitted. “A lot.” A slow breath rolled off his lips and into my face. A faint hint of cranberry and vodka. “I want to learn control like you,” I whispered. “All in good time.” “Teach me.” “Control?” I nodded, taking in every inch of his chest. “You ask for too much.” ____________________ Start the Off Balance Series today! Exclusively on Amazon & #free with KindleUnlimited! ➜ https://amzn.to/2L6utfP Add BALANCE to your #TBR ➜ http://bit.ly/2IPpRX7

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