“He tasted delicious, like fresh-baked cinnamon cookies, and his arms around her seemed the safest place in the universe. She couldn’t quite believe this was happening and wondered for a moment if she was hallucinating. No, she hadn’t had quite that much to drink. She wasn’t sure about a lot of things but she knew that, at least. Matt Cates, who had never looked twice at her all these years, really was kissing her, holding her, like he couldn’t get enough. Elise would have laughed at the sheer, ...unexpected wonder of it if she wasn’t so preoccupied with the sexy things his mouth was doing to hers. This all seemed so surreal. She wasn’t exactly a femme fatale. Most guys tended to think of her like the girl next door, somebody sweet and fairly innocent. Blame it on her blond hair or the blue eyes or her small stature. She didn’t know exactly what, she only knew that she wasn’t the kind of girl men considered for a quick fling. Now, twice in one night in the space of only an hour or so, she found herself in a man’s arms.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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