Page 20 of Toxic Truth

He eased his hold. “You okay?”

“Yeah. But if you’re not—”

“I am. Don’t worry about me.”

“I can’t help it.” She cradled his cheek.

Without thinking, he kissed her palm. The most natural thing to do.

They gazed at each other, his heart pounding. Words escaping him. Time seeming to stand still.

She touched her mouth to his.