Chapter 8
Carmen walked back into the house in a bit of a daze. Not only had Liam kissed her, but then she flirted as she left. She didn’t even know where that had come from. And without a drop of alcohol to boot.
She still felt the tickle of his mustache against her lip and his firm grip on her head. Her skin warmed with the memory. She’d wanted to continue, but she pulled back. She wouldn’t kiss another woman’s boyfriend, but he was single. Did that mean she wanted it to happen again?
Her stomach fluttered with the thought. She hadn’t had many boyfriends in her life. A couple of brief relationships in college and a few random dates since moving back home. The thought of starting something with Liam didn’t seem smart. They were partners for at least the next year, so if things fizzled
