Slow Dancing at Sunrise by Jo McNally

Slow Dancing at Sunrise by Jo McNally

Author:Jo McNally
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2019-04-23T15:08:49+00:00


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WHITNEY HAD NO idea how they got up the steep staircase, seemingly without removing their hands from each other or ending their kiss. She didn’t remember the door opening, but she remembered Luke kicking it shut behind him, his mouth firmly on her breast. Wait. When did she lose her shirt? And her bra?

Her fingers tugged his hair until he released her nipple and lifted his head to meet her eyes. His pupils were so dilated his eyes looked black in the dim light from the single table lamp. Black with desire. With lust. For her.

A shiver of caution traced up her spine. She’d been looking for a distraction tonight. A scratch to an itch. An exploration of the odd little spark between them. A follow-up to that tender wine barn kiss she couldn’t stop replaying in her head. But right now, looking into Luke’s fevered eyes, half-naked and feeling reckless, she wondered if they were going to get far more than either of them anticipated. If they were going to ruin each other for other lovers. Because there was no doubt that Luke Rutledge had the potential to do just that.

Luke’s brow rose as she stared at him. His tight grip relaxed a bit. His voice was gravelly and thick.

“Are you putting on the brakes, babe?” He stroked her skin with his fingers, grinning at the groan she couldn’t hold back. He looked mighty proud of himself for making her sound like that, so uninhibited. Hell, he should feel proud. She’d been with a few men in her time, but she’d never made that sound before. His gaze cooled with concern. “I need to hear your answer, Whit. In words, not moans. You can say no anytime, but if you’re gonna say it, I’d sure as hell rather you do it before we go any further.”

She should stop this, for so many valid reasons. And she might have. If only his thumb wasn’t gently grazing the small of her back, sending goose bumps across her skin. If only it didn’t feel so good to have her bare chest against his. Hey, when did he take his shirt off? If only he hadn’t kissed her literally senseless downstairs. If only she didn’t want this...want him...with a hunger she’d never felt before tonight. Considering all the random thoughts weaving in and out of her head, she was surprised how strong her voice was.

“I’m not going to say no, Luke.”

She gave a quick glance toward the double bed, which was, of course, totally disheveled. His pillows were thin, and folded in half. The faded blue sheets were untucked and twisted, and the light quilt had been kicked to the foot of the bed, where it tumbled like a waterfall to pool on the floor. Shoes and sneakers were tangled together under the bed, along with some random, mismatched socks. A pile of folded T-shirts was stacked on the floor, side by side with a stack of jeans and shorts. Whitney



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