"-and then the professor said..." Amara's voice trailed off as she noticed Yakov's intense gaze. "What?"
He didn't respond, his eyes darkening as he stepped closer to her. The air between them grew thick, charged with an electricity that made Amara's breath hitch. She stopped walking, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Yakov?" she whispered, her voice trembling.
He closed the distance between them, his hand brushing against her cheek. His touch was firm, almost possessive, and she froze. His thumb traced the curve of her lower lip, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"You talk too much," he murmured, his voice low and rough.
Before she could respond, he dipped his head and captured her lips in a kiss. It wasn't gentle or tentative-it was rough, demanding, and full of hunger. His hand slid to the back of her neck, holding her in place as he deepened the kiss. Amara gasped, her hands instinctively gripping his shirt for balance.
MUFFINS & THE JAILBIRD [BWWM](COMPLETED)#thewattys2018
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"So... you just got out of jail?" I didnt want to point out the fact he was going right back. Clearly, he wasnt the brightest bulb in the box. I put the money in the bag while he pointed the gun at me with a flirtacious smile playing on his sexy full lips. It was pretty weird to bond with a bakery robber in the middle of a robbery with a gun pointed in your face...