She thought of the way Alex had stroked his
hand down her body, and the flood of heat she’d felt when it came to rest
against her hip.
If he hadn’t moved her away, she was sure that
she would have started tearing the buttons off his shirt so she could trace her
fingertips along the firm contours of his chest. It was something she’d been
fantasizing about almost as much as she’d been imagining what his kisses might
be like.
His lips had been soft and gentle, but she’d
felt the strength behind them. And she wanted more, so much more, of that
mouth. She wanted it almost as much as the force of that desire now frightened
her.
He was unbearably handsome, but it was more
than his looks that had her challenging a long standing decision to remain celibate.
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