Chapter 18Jessie was lost in a sensual haze when her lone functioning brain cell began yelling mayday. She tried to ignore it, but when she did, it yelled louder.
“Cam,” she moved her lips out of reach.
“Hmm...” His mouth latched onto a sensitive place on her neck.
“We can’t.” She needed space and hopped off his lap, backing away. The look in his eyes when they met hers had her grabbing hold of the railing to keep from leaping back into his arms.
With his blond hair in disarray, puffy lips and shirt unbuttoned, he could have been a model. Her gaze slid over his smooth chest and flat stomach, but when they touched upon his unbuttoned jeans, she slammed on the brakes.
Oh man, she thought, stepping outside into the cooler air. What had they been thinking?
You weren’t.
And that was the
