FLASH SALE!
Talk to me, Grant. It’s me.” She reached out and laid her hand on his muscular thigh and both of them jumped.
Big mistake.
She scooted away and tried to act like connecting with him wasn’t setting her system alight. This was getting ridiculous. Damn it. She blew out a breath and braved a glance over at him.
Grant leaned in and cupped her face in his hands, his amber eyes hooded. The blaring music from the party faded away and only the crackling of the fire filled the heavy silence between them. Time stood still while they searched each other’s eyes, looking for what, Olivia didn’t know.
She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t look away.
Very slowly, he lowered his mouth and brushed his lips against hers, in a whisper light caress. He was gentle, and her lips parted, welcoming the crisp deliciousness of his breath, the heat from his mouth against hers. Goose bumps erupted from her scalp to her toes.
With a growl, he deepened the kiss, sliding his fingers into her hair and pulling her closer. She moaned and wound her arms around his neck, pressing herself against his sculpted chest. Needing more of him. Heat pooled in her belly and reason flew from her mind.
All that mattered was getting closer. The faint hint of tart lager on his tongue, the scent of his shampoo, his hand stroking down her back, all flamed through her veins.
“Ahem. Hey, excuse me?”
