Panic! Cringe!
He wanted to take her home. She knew only too well in grown up terms what that meant!
Shit, s**t, s**t.
Rose wasn’t one to have random one-night stands, even with hot muscular American romance heroes. Especially not with ones who had a look of a predator about to devour some innocent prey. She was physically beginning to recoil. Even without a stinking crush on another hot man, she still wouldn’t have been inclined to do so.
She began making fumbling excuses about staying with Abby tonight and maybe another time.
Like never!
Rose’s eternal need to be polite was sometimes a curse and wished she had Abby’s blunt ability to tell people to get lost.
She was almost willing the song to end, to give her an excuse to bolt from his overzealous grip to the lady’s room. He was n
