His imagination went into overdrive. He shifted in bed, suddenly aware of how tight his silk pajamas had become.
"Careful," he warned. "Keep talking like that, and I might have to come over there."
Olivia's low, sultry laugh sent shivers down his spine. "Is that a promise?"
"It could be," he rasped, desire-laden. "What would you do if I showed up at your door right now?"
"Hmm... I might drag you inside by your shirt collar. Pin you against the wall. Kiss you until we're both breathless."
His breath caught in his throat. Olivia's words painted a vivid picture in his mind, and he gripped the phone tighter.
"After that?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"I think we've established that I very much would," Jackson replied.
"I suppose I could be persua
