Chapter 10Melissa watched Lawton as he bent to pull off her boots. Returning to her side, he caught her hands and pulled her upright. Then, he eased her heavy denim shirt off, pulling it free of first one arm and then the other. He tossed it atop her boots. Beneath the shirt, she wore only a cotton knit camisole, a feminine version of a man’s athletic shirt. Damp with perspiration, the pale peach fabric, sweetened with lace at the armholes and neckline, clung like a second skin.
When he released her, Melissa lay back, feeling as if she were sinking through the bed. Lawton hesitated a moment, looking at her, his eyes afire with a need so intense she nearly stopped breathing. Weighted with delicious lassitude, she could not move, but in answer to the silent demand of his eyes, her whole bod
