Gail was not a loose woman.
Telling herself that didn’t sound very convincing at the moment. What had started as a testing kiss had heated right up when she leaned into it.
She’d known the man for maybe fifteen seconds and here she was throwing herself at him.
Sly slid his arms around her and pulled her in.
She let him.
He wasn’t just Navy strong; he worked at it. She could feel the strength of him, both physical and…she didn’t even have the right word. But from somewhere down inside him there was a core of seriously good, like the rich center of a wrapped filet mignon…except he struck her as more of a corndog kind of guy—an analogy that also worked. Sort of.
It didn’t stop her from enjoying the kiss that he was giving her. That she was giving back.
Loose woman.
Well, maybe just th
