Chapter twenty eight.

Lennox watched as she stared at him, her knuckles whitening with the pressure she was applying to her grip on the bag strap. She also appeared to be holding her breath, which was amusing. Lennox pulled back, cursing as he realized what he'd been doing that had caused her to be so anxious.

He stared at her, wondering what it was about her that attracted him, what it was making him lose all reasons and just gravitate towards her pull. Not even his horrible dream had been enough to stop him which made him feel guiltier, adding to that the knowledge that he was sexually attracted to her, and yet he was trying to keep her close. It was going to be a recipe for disaster if he continued to let his heart lead him, and not his head, which was more rational.

Sophia released her hold, licking her red lips nervously. Lennox groaned low in his throat because that little innocent action went straight through his groin. This was bad, really bad, he told himself as he freaked out internally. He was g