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The silence thickened. She waited for him to say something, he supposed. But his mind wasn’t on talking at the moment. The electricity zinging between them was burning him up.
ОглавлениеFinally she looked up at him. “I never get involved with employees.” The need blazing in her eyes protested the statement.
“Technically, I’m not an employee.” His voice was husky. He wanted to touch her but didn’t dare. He, too, had a rule against getting involved with a client … but technically she wasn’t his client.
“Guess not,” she agreed. She licked those lush lips again. “Truth is, I haven’t been kissed in more than three years. I may have forgotten how it’s done.”
He reached out and removed the clip that held her hair. He wanted her to feel what a kiss from the right man felt like.
