The Baby Deal (Billionaires and Babies)

Author:Kat Cantrell
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-07-01T07:00:00+00:00

Eight

Shay answered her knock, filling the doorway with an overdose of that vibrating masculinity. Stravinsky played in the background, low and seductive. She missed hearing music inside her skin, the way she had in college. She missed the abandon of it. The abandon of being with Shay.

“Welcome home,” she said and squealed as he whirled her inside. His hard body pinned her to the shut door and he took her lips in a savage kiss. His thigh wedged between hers and the friction ignited the yet-to-fade glow from the bath.

She kissed him back, shoving her hands through his hair and knocking the cap from his head. She melted against the delicious body holding her. The rub of silk against her breasts and between her legs was wicked.

He clamped her jaw with both hands and pulled back enough to lock gazes. “Turns out getting you in the mood isn’t specific to just you. I’ve been going cuckoo waiting.”

She had to smile. “Here I am. What’s for dinner?”

“Does it matter?”

“No. I’m actually not very hungry.”

The green of his irises flamed as he slid a fingertip under a strap of her dress to caress the blue scrap of fabric under it. He ground his thigh deeper against her. “I’m dying to see this on you. But that’s not on the agenda yet.”

“What is?”

He swept her over to the cozy living area of his room and sat her down on the leather couch, then picked up a short, thin glass filled with pale liquid and handed it to her. “Tequila.”

“You want to do shots?”

“It’s a game.” At her frown, he laughed. “Trust me, will you?”

He laid out simple rules for his drinking game. He would say a word and she’d have to repeat it. If she said it without laughing or balking, he’d take a drink. If she couldn’t say it or hesitated, she had to drink. And the words were obscene, unladylike and thoroughly titillating.

Clever. Shay was very, very good.

By the third sip, it got easier. Before long, Shay was drinking more than she was, and after a while, she started offering up her own words. None of it had any meaning anymore and they were just words.

She’d never have thought of this. The glow he’d kick-started spread, fogging her brain. Or maybe that was the tequila. She didn’t care. Shay was beautiful and wonderful and she wanted his hands on her.

So she told him so. And he did it. But not quite like she envisioned.

“Here. Put them here.” She moved his palms to her breasts and circled them over the fabric of her dress.

The music—strings and flute—throbbed around her, melding with his touch. Reminding her of before, when they’d been in love. There’d always been music floating through the air then, from the CD player, her violin. From their mouths as they moaned in euphoria together and whispered the things in their hearts.

She wanted music in her soul again. She wanted to feel connected to Shay, like he belonged to her alone, like in college.

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