Cameron studied the interplay of emotions that ran across Eliza's face upon entering the room and spying him near the table. She was a vision in the jeans that looked like they had been lacquered onto her body. Her ample breasts were spilling out of the miniscule bra that was at least a cup size too small. It made her round globes pillow on her chest and he felt himself harden.
"Come, we have much to discuss, sweet lass." He pulled the chair out for her, noticing her pulse racing as she settled into the chair. Her scent surrounded him, vanilla and peaches, making him want to lap her up.
Releasing his hold on her chair, he joined her at the table again, prepared to seduce her in whatever way necessary to see that she ended up back in his bed. "Did you sleep well?"
She swallowed a bite of
