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.Ready for more.His eyes blazed teal.His mobile mouth twitched, the heated expression in his gaze turned to an amused gleam.“That didn’t feel like a no to me.”She put a hand to his shoulder, but couldn’t quite bring herself to push him away.Her hand slid around his neck instead.“No fair,” she said weakly, loving the texture of his hair as she combed her fingers through the short dark strands at his nape.He nuzzled her throat.She arched her neck to grant him better access.Her fingers tightened on the back of his head in an involuntary spasm as his open mouth found the frantic pulse at the base beneath her jaw.“Why not?”Hmm? “Because…Because I can’t think when you kiss me like this.” She forced herself to release her fingers.One.At.A.Time.With no help from her his lips found that magical place right below her ear.She shuddered as the sensation shot through her body like lightning.“Hmm…”His chuckle vibrated against her neck, setting her nerve endings jumping and dancing with pleasure.She’d stop him in a minute…Maybe five.His teeth closed gently on the sensitive skin running down the side of her neck.The velvety swipe of his tongue tasting her resonated deep inside her.The sensation flashed straight to her womb.“Caleb…Oh, God…” She moved her chin to give him access to yet another magical spot.“That feels so—”“Oh, yeah.” His voice was thick, his breath warm, his tongue cruising in a slow, unrelenting exploration as he murmured, “Amazing, isn’t it?”Amazing didn’t even come close.She was melting.Imploding.Dissolving into a puddle of lust and want.Her fingers bunched the shoulder of his beautifully tailored jacket.Pushing him away…No, damn it.Holding him close.If he’d slipped inside her right then she would have come in less than a second.She was that close.“I’ve missed this.” He lifted his head.“I’ve missed you—” he drew in a ragged breath.“Christ.Do you get it? I just can’t get you out of my head.I feel you on my skin, and in my blood.I taste you on my tongue.I have the summery smell of you embedded in my brain until all I can think about is being with you.Holding you.Loving you.” He cupped her cheek, his large hand gentle on her face.His thumb brushed across her hot skin.“Marry me.”The L word made her heart tremble, then start to beat double time.Oh, Lord.Temptation in a six-foot-three-inch package wrapped with sex appeal.His declaration ripped away the layers of protection she’d padded around her lonely heart.Her mind warned caution, but her heart softened toward him as though she were melting wax and he the flame.She’d fallen in love with him in the coffee shop three months ago.He’d taken her hand.Looked at her.Seen her.And she’d plunged headfirst into love.Over the ensuing months she’d tried convincing herself that it wasn’t so.That what she’d felt was lust.Pure and simple.But even when she’d tried saying it aloud, and heard her own voice, the utter lack of conviction in it had depressed her.Then she’d burst into tears.Because of course, love was impossible for her now.No matter how badly she wanted it.No matter how deeply she felt—her feelings were immaterial.She swallowed the aching lump of disappointment stuck in her throat.Not sure if she would ever have the luxury of knowing love again.He’d called her Hannah.Oh, God.Hannah.She rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.Of course he had.That’s who she was now.Hannah Smith.For a few blissful minutes, she’d been able to forget Heather Shaw.She couldn’t think straight when he was kissing her neck, and tried to push him away.The fairy tale had to get back to cold, hard reality.Someone out there was determined to kill her.They hadn’t found her yet.But they would.She could trip over one of them and wouldn’t know it.They’d find her and they’d kill her and anyone near her.That included Caleb.And the baby.She was doing the right thing.“Please let me go,” she said quietly when he didn’t release her immediately.He sat back, holding up his hands as she rolled off him, off the bed, and walked away [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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