“Oh. Um, thank you. And you’re waiting for me because…”
As he moved closer, she retreated until halted by her truck, her back against the door. Nolan braced an arm on each side of her head, trapping her. With pleasure, he noticed that the little rabbit didn’t look nearly as terrified today. More progress. He rewarded himself with a kiss, soft and wet and hot, only his mouth touching, since if his hands landed on her, he’d probably take her right there against the truck.
Drawing back, he smiled at her dazed eyes and wet lips and said, “Aside from needing to do that, I thought I would take you out for supper.”
“Supper?” Her hands were on his chest, and she snatched them off as if she’d committed some crime.
“Beth, I like your hands on me,” he said. “Put them back.” He waited until her de
