Charming the Firefighter by Beth Andrews

Author:Beth Andrews [Beth Andrews]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780373608867
Amazon: 0373608861
Goodreads: 22557414
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-12-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

PENELOPE WAS TEMPTED—more tempted than any woman in her right mind should be. Then again, she was a woman and Leo was leaning toward her, his eyes dark and intense, his mouth curved up. It was impossible to act indifferent. To pretend her hormones weren’t screaming at her to take a walk outside her comfort zone. Yet she’d never been ruled by her body or by her heart.

She used her head.

“As flattering as it is that you’re still interested in dating me,” she said, gripping the door tightly, “I don’t think it’s wise. Especially now that Andrew is playing football for you.”

It was better to keep personal and professional relationships separate, and Leo was now firmly in the professional category—at least where her son was concerned.

His grin widened, and she had absolutely no idea what she’d said or done that was so amusing. “Anyone ever tell you that you think too much?”

She blinked. “No.”

There was no such thing as thinking too much for her parents. Intellectuals, they prided themselves on their intelligence. On their children’s intelligence. Todd had often said he’d been attracted to her mind, to how organized she was. How focused.

Until he’d decided she hadn’t been focused enough on him, that all she ever thought about, cared about was their son.

All Andrew ever said was that she worried too much. Nagged too much. Hovered too much.

To the point that some days she felt she couldn’t do anything right.

“Maybe,” Leo said, “it would help if you had something to take your mind off your problems and all those thoughts zinging around in your head.”

His voice was low and husky, his eyes heavy-lidded. Her blood heated; her throat dried. With the dusk behind him, the only light illuminating his features was from the porch, which cast his face in shadows, making the angles appear sharper, his expression somehow predatory and dangerous.

A tingle of awareness climbed her spine, telling her she needed to retreat. Push him away. That this—being close to him with her son upstairs, with the twilight somehow making it seem as though they were the only two people in the world—was a mistake.

She stepped back. “My thoughts are just fine, thank you.”

He chuckled, and Penelope knew he was undeterred. She wasn’t sure whether to be flattered, excited or terrified when he moved closer, forcing her to press against the door, her back against the solid wood. “I don’t want you to stop thinking,” he murmured, his gaze dropping to her mouth for one heart-stopping second. “Just maybe...focus on something else besides Drew and your worries.” She watched, mesmerized, as Leo lifted a strand of hair at her temple and rubbed it between his fingers, his eyes on the motion. “Isn’t it about time you focused on yourself? On your wants? Your needs?”

Oh. My.

She told herself she was going inside, this very minute, to end this madness before it went completely out of control. Then he lowered his head and she froze. Stopped blinking, stopped breathing. Her eyes wide, her body ready, she waited, helpless, for his kiss.

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