Having, at some point, collapsed forward against his chest, she listened to the rapid beat of his heart. His hands were on her, and he kissed her hair, then her cheek. Turning her face toward him, their lips met, and again she felt the gentleness. Her heart did a little thudding of its own.
“You’re an incredible woman. Beautiful, talented, strong, smart. And I’m feeling pretty damn lucky you asked to see my house.”
Fiona laughed, her face pressed against his neck. “It is a spectacular house.” She eased away so she could look at him. “Just like the builder.”
Her lips touched his, lingered there. A moment later, she levered herself off Shaun’s lap and reached for her clothes as he stepped to the bathroom. She pulled on her bra and sweater, but before she could grab her jeans, her phone ch
