Читать книгу Pleasure In His Kiss - Pamela Yaye - Страница 8
Оглавление“I like it better when you call me Morrison.”
“What else do you like?”
Bracing his hands against the door, fencing her in, Morrison gazed intently at her, his deep brown eyes smoldering with desire. Inwardly chastising herself for her salacious quip, Karma sucked in a breath. Why did I say that? Why am I flirting with a man who is totally out of my league? Her loose lips had gotten her into trouble, and the longer he stared at her the harder her limbs shook. Her head was spinning, but she projected confidence, not fear, and said, “Thank you for a wonderful evening, Morrison. Good night.”
“It’s midnight,” he announced, lowering his mouth to her face. “Happy birthday, beautiful. I hope this year brings prosperity, excitement and adventure. They don’t call it the dirty thirties for nothing, so throw caution to the wind and own every moment.”
Shivering as his lips moved gently against hers, she willed her legs not to buckle. Deep down, she craved his touch, his kiss, but she wasn’t brave enough to make the first move.
“Life is not remembered in days, Karma. It is remembered in moments, and this moment will remain with me forever.”
