Читать книгу A Holiday to Remember - Helen Myers R. - Страница 3
Оглавление“How on earth did that compel you to come here and try to talk me into starting this fling we’re supposed to have?”
Slipping his hand to her nape, Mack drew her toward him. “I admit it defies logic. But while it would probably be smarter for me to leave you alone, that is one empty and ugly house without you in it.”
With that he closed his lips over hers. There wasn’t any anger or frustration this time. He simply wanted to make sure that she thought of him after he left. He sure as hell would be thinking of her.
He liked how she let him direct the kiss, liked realizing that her lips felt even better than he remembered, and how her tongue accepted then flirted with his. He groaned, wanting to unbutton her uniform and begin to learn what else she liked.
When he finally, reluctantly, eased his lips from hers, he found her slow to open her eyes. Feeling a tug somewhere deep inside, he kissed one eyelid, then the other.
“How sweet,” she murmured, sounding touched. “Didn’t know you had that in you.”
“Don’t let it get around.”
