Three nights later, Mitch came home from a brutal day at The Rock to find Reena looking f*****g stunning. She was wearing a dark green dress that hugged her every curve, and her hair was sleek and shining, tumbling down her back. She was just pulling on a sexy pair of chestnut knee-high boots that added about three inches to her height.
“Where are you off to?” he asked.
“Dinner with Simon,” she said.
He almost growled.
“What do you think?” she said. “Do I look OK?”
His eyes travelled over her body and he wanted to run his hands up and down her length. He wanted to take that sweet mouth with his own, he wanted to lick her lips and stroke her heat with his tongue. He wanted her in his arms, just for a few minutes. If he had that – just one kiss – he may be able to live with never touc
