Chapter 16
Snow started to fall on the drive to Ginger’s house. Plump snowflakes floated down, illuminated in the beam of headlights. Cam turned into Ginger’s driveway and came to a stop. When he turned the engine off, quiet settled around them. Since they’d left the restaurant, he’d barely been able to keep the l**t pounding through his body in check. He couldn’t have said what he expected from attempting to talk to Ginger, but the effect had been one of immense relief followed by a straight shot of desire. He’d looked across the table at her with her translucent blue eyes, which darkened and brightened depending on her mood, her tousled brown hair and her plump lips, and all he’d wanted to do was yank her across the table into his lap. He’d settled for teasing her under the table, only
