The Short End of the Longing ★ Robert Keating
16 parts Ongoing Bobby was treachery wrapped in charm, a paradox she couldn't seem to escape. His piercing blue eyes, like shards of a winter sky, cut through her defenses with sharp clarity, softened only by the tenderness that kept her spellbound. His messy blond hair, forever slightly out of place, seemed to mirror the quiet storm he stirred within her-chaos hidden behind effortless beauty. The brush of his fingers against hers beneath the table felt like a secret meant only for them, a forbidden promise laced with danger. His expression, full of silent questions and unspoken demands, pulled her closer even as it warned her to stay away. And his lips-soft, magnetic, and utterly forbidden-held a temptation she knew would undo her, yet she couldn't stop longing for.