Every Girl's Secret Fantasy. Robyn Grady
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Название: Every Girl's Secret Fantasy
Автор: Robyn Grady
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Modern Heat
isbn: 9781408918289
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His brows fell together. “I’ll tell you what this has to do with. You accepting that we’re attracted to each other. That’s nothing to be ashamed of. Nothing to be worried about. I don’t have a criminal record. I’m not a Jekyll and Hyde. Take this one little step, Phoebe. If you feel uncomfortable I’ll leave and never mention it again. You have my word.”
Entranced, Phoebe stood, trapped in his eyes.
Crazy…foolish…but she believed him.
More importantly, there was a way to work this standoff to her advantage.
She could go along with this game, and if she didn’t melt not only would Pace back off from now on, but her curiosity in that department would also be satisfied. She’d wanted to sample more intimate contact with Pace without the risk of embarrassing herself. This was her chance. It didn’t mean she had to go any further if she didn’t want to.
Or he didn’t.
After a deliberating moment she nodded, and let him place her palm on his chest.
Immediately a delicious buzz sped through her body. Her insides contracted and her eyes drifted shut.
Heat.
Rock.
Very…very…nice…
She heard her own sigh and, caught out, let her eyes fly open. He was looking down at her, completely in control. Annoyingly superior. What must it feel like to know you were just that good?
Snatching her hand away, she hoisted up her chin and croaked, “Satisfied?”
“We’re not finished.”
His roughened hands caught both of hers and held them firmly against his hard chest again. His piercing gaze seemed to search her soul. “Now put your cheek on mine.”
A world of alarm bells went off.
“I can’t,” she cried while his hot hands kneaded hers.
Could she? Should she?
“Give me one reason why not,” he said, a hypnotic smile shining in his eyes.
“You’re…” She licked her lips again while her heartbeat boomed. Finally she murmured, “You’re too tall.”
He grinned. Bent lower. “Your cheek, Phoebe. Here on mine.”
His deep voice vibrated beyond her fingers, booming a breathless path through the channels of her mind and her body. She’d come this far. If she didn’t go further, even a little, she would always wonder.
Carefully she craned her neck. Her face touched his, that wonderful scent spilled through her system, the tips of her fingers tingled and the room began a slow spin.
Eyelids growing heavy, she instinctively rubbed her cheek up. He, in response, grazed his down. She dissolved as a smouldering pulse leapt to life between her legs and dragged another sigh from her throat.
Sandpaper scuffed near her ear when his chin dipped around. Noses brushed—once, twice—before his slightly parted lips dusted hers. Overtaken by sensation, she trembled to her socks when his deep, rich voice hummed against her left temple.
“I’m right about this, Phoebe. Right about us.”
The moist, heaven-sent kiss that lingered on her brow dropped an airy veil of longing upon her shoulders. He moved back and she trembled, waiting for those lips. Waiting for that kiss. Waiting…
Waiting?
Her eyes shot open, and the wonderful fuzzy feeling evaporated like six p.m. cocktails.
The door was wide open, but Pace, and his leather jacket, were gone.
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