Chapter Nine
Rachel
Spinning my almost empty wine glass between my fingers, I looked across the table at Remy. I was flushed all over, my body humming ever since I opened the door tonight.
He was so damn handsome. His dark blond hair and deep green eyes paired with his bronzed skin, well, it was too much. He exuded virile masculinity. My eyes kept lingering on the way his faded T-shirt hugged his shoulders, and I couldn’t help but remember his delicious chest when I’d seen him at the station yesterday afternoon. I wanted to lick him all over.
Even worse, he was so nice. And that southern drawl? Sweet hell, my panties were wet just from him talking. It had not helped matters, not one bit, that he greeted me by kissing me. My lips were still tingling, and it had been a good hour since we
