Sorry,โ he said, his voice thick and gruff. โItโs morning and youโre sitting on me. Thatโs a combination meant to bring any man down.
J. LynnCrumb,โ he said. โWhat?โ A slight grin appeared on his face and then he reached out, without the napkin, and before I knew what he was doing, he smoothed his thumb over my bottom lip. Every single muscle in my body locked up and became painfully tense. My eyes widened and the air caught in my throat. The touch was slight, barely anything, but I felt it in several parts of my body. โGot it.โ His grin spread.
J. Lynn