Lindsey pressed even closer, his lips against her neck, brushing the pulse just below her ear. Distracting, him? Of course not.
"Oh, I'm good at that," he practically purred, the bar around them going totally ignored, noises fading to a dull hum, nothing compared to his focus on her.
He hated and loved that Phaedra was making him feel like this; hated how weak it made him, but loved the feeling itself. And there was more than a healthy dose of fear mixed in.