CHAPTER 9: Maggie
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Maggie thought about running but that’d be a bit too dramatic, wouldn’t it? Terry had only kissed her. That’s it. A simple kiss except there’d been nothing simple about it. His footsteps behind her made her reconsider her decision not to run.
“Maggie, wait.”
She stopped. She shouldn’t have, but her feet weren’t listening to her. If she were honest, none of her body was. It wanted this man. He made her feel sexy and alive, feelings she hadn’t had in years.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He stepped in front of her.
“I have to go home.” She stared up at him, her eyes darting to his lips. They were so firm and sensual and had tasted wonderful.
“Don’t be afraid of this.” He put his hands on her shoulders.
“I’m not.” She was. She didn’t know him. She shoul
