Читать книгу The Rebel - Adrienne Giordano - Страница 2
“Damn, you’re gorgeous,” he said.
Оглавление“Thank you. But, so help me, David, if you come inside, I won’t get any work done.”
At that, he laughed. He leaned over, brushed his fingers down the side of her face, slowly moving over the curve of her cheek, along her jaw to her mouth, where he ran the pad of his thumb over her lips. “If that’s meant to scare me off, it’s not working.”
She dipped her head, rubbed her cheek along his fingertips. “It is your condo. I have no right to tell you when you can be here.”
“I’m not staying,” he said. She pushed the door open but didn’t move.
A gust of wind blew her hair into her face and she shoved it back. “Okay.”
“Unless you want me to.”
