Читать книгу Her Hawaiian Homecoming - Cara Lockwood, Cara Lockwood - Страница 3
Оглавление“You’re really beautiful,” Dallas said, before he could stop himself.
“Come on.” Allie wiggled on her stool, made uncomfortable by the attention. “You don’t have to feed me lines just because we’re stuck here.”
“What lines?” Dallas stood, and moved around the table, so he was standing right in front of her. Allie craned her neck up to meet his eyes. “I told you, I only tell the truth.”
He moved in closer, and she tilted her chin up to meet his. She didn’t inch away, but sat very still.
His lips brushed hers, ever so gently. She didn’t push him away, or cry out. Instead, she wrapped her hand around the fabric of his shirt and pulled him closer. She spread her knees and instantly he was between them, her arms around his neck, nothing separating them but thin fabric.
She tasted like tequila and something even more delicious, and though he tried, he couldn’t get enough of her mouth. Her tongue met his in a little dance, and he felt as if, despite all the many women he’d kissed before in his life, she might as well have been the only one who mattered.
