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Оглавление“You have to learn to enjoy yourself more.”
“You may be right.”
“I’m always right.”
She laughed. “I’ll remember that.”
“Are you too tired for more?”
“No way.” She took his hand and followed him back onto the ice.
They skated hand in hand, and he twirled her around expertly before bringing her into a pair spin at such a high rate of speed that she was dizzy when they stopped. She leaned into his hard body for balance. Her hands were pressed against his chest and his rested on her waist. They stared deeply into each other’s eyes—each knowing they should move away, yet unable to do so. The smiles on their lips died.
Natasha’s heart skipped several beats as she waited for Damien’s next move. Never releasing her, his face moved closer to hers. One of his hands left her waist to cup her jaw, drawing her nearer. His thumb caressed her smooth cheek. They gravitated together centimeter by centimeter until their lips touched lightly in butterfly kisses at first, but then the dam quickly broke and his mouth demanded and hers surrendered.
They quickly forgot everyone around them and lost themselves in each other.
