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“Stress and naked bodies don’t mix well.”
Оглавление“Afraid I’m going to seduce you, Clint?” Macy asked softly. The sun was setting outside, lighting the tower room in a dim peach glow like candlelight.
“I’m afraid you won’t have to,” he answered honestly.
His life was coming apart at the seams. How easy it would be to forget his troubles in her.
She deserved better.
Clint faced her and couldn’t resist tucking a strand of dark, wavy hair behind her ear while she studied him with luminous eyes.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he breathed.
“I don’t want to be hurt. But I would like to be held.”
She let him decide. He liked that about her. It wouldn’t have taken much to push him over the edge. A kiss. A touch. But she stood back and let him decide.
In the end, she didn’t have to push him over the edge.
He leaped willingly.
