Читать книгу Red Shoes and A Diary - Mia Zachary - Страница 2

“Listen. I don’t want to have sex…”

Оглавление

Meghan’s words faded into silence. She blinked several times as her cheeks started to flame. This wasn’t the hairy little gnomelike man who’d propositioned her earlier. Slowly she pulled her focus up from the button fly of a pair of well-worn jeans.

Her gaze continued up, past a slim waist to a broad chest, beyond a set of wide shoulders until her eyes found his ruggedly handsome face. He was perfect. Absolutely perfect. Tall, dark and fabulous, this bad boy had walked straight out of her erotic fantasies.

“I didn’t know it was that kind of resort,” he said, grinning. “Usually I have to ask before I get rejected.”

The rough timbre of his voice sent a shiver down her spine. “Um, I thought you were someone else.”

His smile widened in amusement…and interest? “You mean you do want to have sex?”

Meghan didn’t know how to respond to his teasing. This guy was too hot. Thinking about her plans to indulge in a no-strings affair with a stranger, she suddenly wasn’t so sure she could go through with it. Then he smiled, radiating dark sensuality and dangerous allure.

Then again, she thought. What red-blooded woman could resist?

Red Shoes and A Diary

Подняться наверх