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It Was Too Late To Think Rationally As Cole’s Lips Brushed Hers.
ОглавлениеNo pressure, no demand, just…touching.
As the kiss slowly deepened, Marty felt as if she’d been asleep for a hundred years and had woken up in a brand-new world to the tantalizing scent of soap and leather and sun-warmed male skin, to the iron-hard arms that held her breathlessly close.
Her carpenter. Her kissing carpenter, her upstairs man.
“Well,” she breathed, unable to think of anything else to say. “Well…”
“I guess we got that out of the way,” Cole said, sounding a tad stunned himself. “You want to fire me? I’ll understand.”
Marty shook her head. Fire him? Things might be infinitely more complicated after this, but if she let Cole walk away, she might lose the opportunity of a lifetime.
