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Оглавление“You’re just trying to distract me,” Margo teasingly complained.
“Why not?” Bruce asked. “Turnaround is fair play and you certainly distract me. Lean forward,” he said, his eyes on hers.
She did as requested but asked, “Why?”
Ever so lightly he traced the outline of her lips with his index finger and succeeded in getting them both excited. He’d forgotten what it felt like, to feel this way around a woman.
His pulse accelerating to double time, he touched his mouth to hers. All it took was a touch, and he felt himself intoxicated. There was no doubt about it, she made his head spin. Not a good way to go if he had work to do.
Bruce drew his head back, fighting off the temptation to kiss her again. “You do make everything taste better.”
