Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

I suck in a breath and push back in mine, instinctively trying to put distance between us when I
don’t have time to stand and run.
Calvin stops and glowers down at me. A glower should be hot, but his is ice cold.
I try to look away from him.
I gasp as he roughly grabs my jaw and forces me to look up at him.
I’ve never felt so breakable in all my life. I can feel fear glistening in my eyes as I look up into
his cold ones.
“Never compare me to my father, Hallie.”
I want to pry his steel grip off my face, but I don’t want to fight him. I don’t want to engage in a
battle I know I’ll lose.
Instead, I swallow down my just defense and nod my head ever so slightly.
At my submission, his grip eases but doesn’t leave my face. The brute forcefulness melts away to
leave room for something closer to tenderness. He cups my jaw in his hand, then strokes my skin with
his fingers. A reward, perhaps. A bit of gentleness and wordless praise for being such a good girl
after I flirted with being such a bad one.
Some kind of sickness must be rooted deep inside me because it feels like heaven, especially
moments after he felt so cold and angry. The warmth of his approval washes over me and spreads
through me. I close my eyes and, for just a second, let myself lean into his strong touch.
He only lets me have my reward for a second, then he withdraws his hand and leaves me feeling
a bit bereft.
He doesn’t leave me that way for long, though.
He offers his hand. “We’re finished with dessert.”
I’m not. I still have a bit left, and it’s so good I hate to leave it unfinished, but he knows that. He
wants to see if I’ll argue.
I take his hand, but regard him uncertainly as I push up from my seat and stand in front of him.
“Are we leaving?” I ask.
He shakes his head, then glances at the illuminated temple. “Might as well explore the inside
while we have it to ourselves.”
I can’t argue with that. Like the tomb we walked through on the way here, I’ve only seen the
temple with a group of strangers crowded around me. It will be nice to be the only two, so I won’t
feel rushed. If I want to spend a few extra minutes looking, I won’t feel the guilt of making other
people wait, or being in anybody’s way.
Calvin is the only person I can get in the way of, and something tells me he is less interested in