But John saw it, and it only heightened the tension within him. He grabbed Elizabeth’s hair, forcing her to look at him. She groaned in pain and kept her eyes shut.

“Look. At. Me,” he ordered, his voice hoarse and tense. “I want to see if you desire me… as much as I desire you right now.”

But Elizabeth resisted. Panic was growing. She had never been this close to a man… much less John.

The tension exploded when John, overcome by his own uncontrolled desire, grabbed her wrists and laid her down