Solace Island by Meg Tilly

Author:Meg Tilly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-seven

HE HAD EXPECTED her to hand him the gel ice pack. He was just grateful that he hadn’t had to take the extra steps to the kitchen and his freezer. However, Maggie bent over him and wrapped it around his thigh, her long, wavy hair falling forward, first caressing his cheek, then his shoulder.

He didn’t know what surprised him more: the fact that the simple touch of her silky hair could cause such an intense response, especially given the pain he was in, or that the heat emanating from his cock didn’t cause his jeans to burst into flames.

He gritted his teeth while she secured the ice pack with a kitchen towel. The initial bite of cold made him inhale. Yeah, she still smells like sweet tea and honeysuckle. Being this close to her without reaching out was killing him.

“Are you okay?” she said, her eyes dark with concern. “Did I hurt you?”

“No,” he said. “I’m fine. Thanks. I really appreciate your help.”

“Your color’s better. How are you feeling?”

“So much better. Thanks.” Luke sighed, uncurling his fists, forcing himself to sink back into his sofa rather than lean forward to taste her lips. He shut his eyes, tried to wrestle his body into some semblance of control. Tried to focus on letting the numbing cold of the large gel ice pack sink into his thigh. “And thanks for driving, too.”

“No problem. It was the least I could do.” She paused. “You know, I was wondering if maybe that woman was right. That car looked like it was intent on mowing us down. Crazy, huh? I’ve read about that kind of thing in the paper, but never expected a random act of violence to happen to me.”

The jury was out on whether it had been random or not. He’d be going back to Becca’s once he dropped Maggie off. If it had been an attempted hit, the SUV would’ve been waiting nearby for them to come out of the shop. He’d ask around, might find tire-track marks, as the vehicle was moving fast; he could take an imprint—

The slide of fabric as Maggie shifted distracted him from his thoughts. He wished he were that fabric, sliding across her skin.

“Anyway,” she whispered, “thank you for saving me,” and then her warm lips brushed against his mouth, soft, tentative. Luke froze. His heart kicked up to a gallop in his chest. A brief caress, but sweet mother of God, it was the most erotic thing that had happened to him in a very long time.

He held still, hoping, praying, and yes, there she was again. He could feel her hovering an inch or so from his mouth, her sweet, warm breath mingling with his.

And then she kissed him once more, bolder this time, with more warmth, more hunger. Her hand caressed his cheek, then slid up to tangle in his hair. The tip of her tongue tasted his lips with a slight moan against his mouth, and he was undone.

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