The [Not So] Perfect Fiancé by Maggie Dallen

Author:Maggie Dallen [Dallen, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The kiss swept her off her feet.

Literally.

His hot, firm lips closed over hers and suddenly she lost the ability to stand. The next thing she knew his strong arms were wrapped around her, supporting her weight as his lips moved over hers in an unhurried kiss that made the world spin.

Her heart raced and her mind shut off as she fell. She was falling. He was holding her upright—his arms and his chest creating a safe harbor—but inside? She was falling. Her stomach dropped as his lips glided over hers one more time in that slow, firm, tender way that made her feel like he had all the time in the world to learn the taste of her, the feel of her…and he planned to use it.

When he lifted his head, she let out a sigh, disappointment hitting her swift and unwanted. Her eyelids fluttered open slowly, like her whole body was loathe for this to end.

His eyes were warm. Kind. His lips were curved up ever so slightly at the corners. The look he was giving her was just as tender as the kiss had been, and he seemed in no hurry to let go of her.

Which was a good thing, really, since she had a tiny fear that her legs might not work and she’d go tumbling to the kitchen floor like a ragdoll if he loosened his grip. “What…” She cleared her throat which had grown hoarse. “What was that?”

He bit back a smile. “Practice.”

Right. Practice. He’d said that already, hadn’t he? The word dimly registered in her slow-moving mind. But then he was setting her away from him, positioning her against the counter like the ragdoll that she was. It seemed that little bit of distance helped her mind to click into gear. When he dropped his arms from her entirely she was once again able to draw a deep breath and that helped her head to clear even more.

He’d kissed her.

Cole Harding had kissed her.

Butterflies that she’d never been aware of before took flight in her belly and the light, tickling sensation spread throughout her body, making her heart flutter and her toes curl. “Practice,” she muttered, more for her own sake than anything else. She needed the reminder, apparently, because while she could logically understand that the kiss had been a tactical maneuver, her body was having a difficult time processing.

“Like an acting exercise,” she said.

His lips were doing that thing again—that thing that she’d never seen them do in all the years she’d watched him on TV. They were twitching like he was fighting against a smile, and his eyes danced with amusement.

“Exactly,” he said. “Just an acting exercise.”

“Pretending,” she said the word a little too loudly. “We were just pretending.”

One of his shoulders lifted in a half shrug. “Sure, we can call it pretending.”

She wasn’t sure if she was mistaken or if that was laughter in his voice.

“A practice test,” she said. Oh brother, she was babbling. She couldn’t seem to stop it.

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