He’d been on the verge of suggesting she stay here for a little while. Much as he thought he’d wanted—needed—solitude, he was enjoying her company. He was so aware of her, there was no room to focus on anything else—like the very stuff he was trying to escape. But the words caught in his throat at the flash of hunger in her eyes.
His gaze dropped to her mouth, wondering how she’d taste and what those lips would feel like cruising over his skin. His body woke to attention, his hands itching to reach across the table and drag her into his lap. Her quickened breath and parted lips suggested she might be on board with that plan. When he managed to drag his focus back to her eyes, her pupils were blown wide.
This was a terrible idea. He tried to hang on to that fact as the tension and heat se
