Читать книгу The Stranger and Tessa Jones - Christine Rimmer - Страница 2
“I think maybe you’re thinking…of kissing me.”
Оглавление“You do, huh?”
“Well. Are you?”
He crinkled his brow, as if deep in thought.
“Are you?” she demanded.
He smiled at her. Slowly. “As a matter of fact, I am.”
He touched her chin. He traced the back of a finger down the side of her neck, just beneath the soft fall of her hair.
“I…um…” Tessa’s breathing was agitated. “You shouldn’t. Really.”
“Yeah. I should.”
He took her mouth. Because he had to kiss her. And also to make her stop telling him not to.
