Mac followed her into the house, watching the hem of her little sun dress, wishing he could lift it and see what she wore beneath it. If it was anything like the fantasy, he"d been letting run through is head for the last ten minutes, it was nothing. The idea wouldn"t leave him alone and teased through his mind until his jeans were tight, and he wished he hadn"t even thought of it.
"Want some coffee?" she asked as they entered the kitchen. "Have a seat." Elyse waved toward the table.
"Coffee would be amazing." He sat and watched her move around the room. Her light weigh dress spun and flared around her legs, making him want to run his hand up them and see if they were as smooth and soft as they looked. She kept a running chatter as she moved around the room, pulling things from the fri
