Proof Of Their One-Night Passion. Louise Fuller

      The silence was heavy now, pressing them closer.

      Her pupils flared like a supernova and he felt his breathing stall in his throat. A minute went by, and then another. They were inches apart, so close that if he reached out he could touch her, pull her closer, draw her body against him…

      And then above the pounding of his heart he heard her swallow.

      ‘Okay. Sóley and I will come to Iceland with you.’ Her expression hardened. ‘And then she and I will go home. Without you.’

       CHAPTER THREE

      LOTTIE AND LUCAS started their walk, as they always did, by climbing over the stile in the wall at the back of the garden. After days of rain, not only was the sun shining but it was unseasonably warm.

      ‘Usual route?’ Lucas said, steadying himself on the top of the stile.