Brandon understood why she needed to get away after watching Matthew with his mate. The chemistry sizzling between the couple was hard to witness, especially as their relationship wasn’t getting any better. He didn’t feel closer to her. In fact, he felt farther away from her than ever before.
She glanced down at where he held her arm. “Please, let go of my arm.”
“We’ll have what Matthew has,” he said. He needed to see the sadness on her face replaced with happiness. Brandon was compelled to make her happy.
Why, fates, why? Ignoring his own turmoil, he cupped her cheek, stroking her soft tender flesh.
“We know nothing about each other.”
Cupping her face between both of his palms, Brandon stared down into her face. Her gaze still refused to meet his. Touching her bottom lip he was struck by the fact he’d not even kissed her.
“You know, I’ve not even kissed you yet,” he said, voicing his thoughts.