leaning forward , she peered out the windshield . she waited a heartbeat until her pulse settled . so with my cheek pressed to his chest , i take in his scent and hold on to it while he runs the fingers from both of his hands through my hair and down to my face . `` you 're going to have a hell of a bruise , '' he growled . this was not an unusual entry . she rinsed out the cups and set them in the dishwasher . 