His arms, which had previously been relaxed on the armrests of the wheelchair, now became tense.

Their close proximity was electric, charged with the chemistry that crackled between them. Ariana's alluring scent enveloped Theodore. Her hand trailed from his chest to his shoulder; her voice Low and seductive as she whispered in his ear, "Or like this?"

Theodore's lips curved into a sardonic smile. His gaze was cold.

"Is that all you've got?" he drawled, his voice low and husky.

Ariana pointed a finger at Theodore's chest, tracing the contours of his body with a tantalizing touch.