Chapter Fifteen
Grace
Boone held me against his muscled chest. Little aftershocks of pleasure pinged through my body like the sparks of a banked fire. As awareness filtered in, I let my fingertips trail down his chest and over the ridges of his abdomen.
“You got all strong,” I murmured into his shoulder.
Boone’s low chuckle spun around my heart. “Yeah, I gotta stay in shape for work.”
Although my heart was on shaky ground, and certainty wasn’t something I allowed myself to even contemplate, just now I wanted to bask in this moment with Boone. So I allowed myself to be hopeful, to be the glass-half-full girl I had once been.
Resting my chin on my hand over his quite well developed pecs, I peered up at him and let myself absorb the sight. With his sun-kissed hair, the gold glinted slig
