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Оглавление“I need your hands on me,” Gil said and dropped his mouth to hers.
Finally.
He kissed her deeply, earnestly, stealing her breath along with coherent thought. He tasted like malt and smelled like early morning on the lake and every last one of her nerve endings writhed with need.
And warning.
Kerry ripped her mouth away from his and took deep, gulping inhales. “Are we really doing this?”
Gil shuddered as he fought to catch his own breath. He swallowed then rested his chin on the crown of her head.
“Yes?” he said hopefully.
Her nerves jangled with anticipation. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
He ran a hand through his hair and it gave her pause. He looked younger without his glasses. Or maybe she was feeling older. Having a sense of adventure used to be so much more appealing.
A year ago she’d learned how terrifying the consequences could be.
