Accepted My Offer?

Emma was… mesmerized. Her mind had stuttered to a stop with her in his arms. Her feet were dangling above the ground and her face was barely an inch away from him. She should have felt dizzy or even afraid of him, but she wasn't. She bit her bottom lip to stop them from trembling in anticipation. How could she desire a man so badly? She hated him a lot just till a day back but now she felt like she was bound to him with a strong invisible chain. Or was she just too emotionally deprived of love?

Lazarus was staggeringly handsome and he looked like he had climbed a mountain peak for the way he was heaving his chest against hers. He was dressed in an expensive outfit that covered his body like a second skin. Every muscle beneath the fabric rippled under her fingers. 

She placed her hand on his chest over his heart and her lips parted.