His mind and body stirred with great need. His hand reached out to touch and feel every inch of her body. If only he could show her how he felt about her. The words she uttered, she'd liked kissing him and hadn't wanted to stop. How was he supposed to walk away knowing that?
But Dexter didn't want to scare her away by showing her how badly he wanted her. So instead, he leaned close to her ear, inhaling, taking in her sweet scent he'd become addicted to already.
"Hm-mm. A very long, happy three days it's been."
Trust. His trust is vital. Dexter wanted her to trust him. So he forced himself to stand up straight as he tiptoed out of the room. He collapsed on the couch, closing his eyes, now grappling with his strong desires, willing himself to sleep.
"I can do this..."
Dexter fou
