I should have been more careful,’ she admitted, ‘but I’m relieved you
no longer think I was guilty of fraud.’
‘I think we should now put the entire episode behind us.’ His voice
was molten sexuality, the gentle curve of his perfectly shaped mouth
drawing her gaze. And it was impossible to look at his lips and not
remember the kiss. The hot, fevered burn of his mouth on hers, the erotic stroke of his tongue, and the firm, a deliberate touch of his hands on
her body.
As her body flared to life, she blinked with embarrassment and tried to
shake off the memory.
Why was she suddenly thinking of nothing but that kiss? She should
be worrying about her business and thinking about the future and
instead, her head was filled with memories of uncontrolled passion in the
hot, h
