"Your mine..." he mumbled, his intoxicating lips pecking the nape of my neck. I let out a breathing moan as his kisses move up to my collar bone. I shudder as his hands travel down my body. My heart picks up as his lips travel to my chin and to the edge of my mouth. His lips are like ice against my heated skin. I crave him...I want him to want me just as much as I want him. His lips smash to mine as he moves his cold lips on mine. He nibbles, asking for entrance as the butterflies invade my stomach. "No.." I croak pushing him away from me, reality hitting me like a bus. "No?" he ask playfully, pushing me against the wall. _____________________________________ What happens when Grace is accused for the murder of her father, a man comes into her life...and a great family fortune is at risk? Well there's certainly no time for the feelings she feels towards Luke. Of course fate gets the best of her. Both holding onto secrets. Both hidden. Both craving. Both hidden beneath each other.