Katherine sucked in a deep breath.
He studied a batter's stance. "Your legs look sexier in shorts. Long and smooth and tan. Warm, creamy, silk, inviting..... And from where I sit, I can just see down...."
Katherine's hands flew to her chest and held the gaping knit top to her breasts.
He smiled.
"Someday, Kitty Kat" he said. "Someday"
"There won't be a someday, Jensen" she snapped. "Not anymore."
"Oh Yes there will be" he stated quietly. His confidence annoyed her. "And we are going to put the past where it belongs." he added.
Katherine stared at him. But the words would not come. The rugged face and intense eyes obliterated everything right out of her mind.
Jensen curved his fingers about her upper arm just enough to touch her breasts.
"You are fighting yourself, Kat". H
