Leilani
My gaze strayed to those sensual lips of his that had kissed me so passionately. Uttered such naughty words to me. Seeing him standing right here in this kitchen where he dirtily sexed me under my shirt made my face heat.
I swallowed, realizing I was staring and I abruptly looked back at the dishes and went back to my washing, ignoring him.
At least I tried to.
Every pore on my skin was aware of his presence and my heart could not just stop racing.
I felt him walk over and lean against the counter, I could now see him from the corner of my eyes. His unique male scent was invading my nostrils, reminding me of how I felt wrapped in his chest and arms with my legs wide open.
I forced myself to take a deep breath. I. Have. To. Stay. Focused.
“Leilani,” His deep, magnetic voice
