AT LONG LAST by Brenda Jackson

Author:Brenda Jackson [Jackson, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: interracial fm
Publisher: MADARIS PUBLISHING COMPANY
Published: 2018-10-15T18:30:00+00:00

Claire wished Logan hadn’t asked her that. There was no way she could tell him that, at that moment, she was overwhelmed by how good-looking he was. Being held in his arms was sending all kinds of sensuous vibes through her. She’d discovered his muscular physique had made him the perfect dance partner. They had connected on the dance floor and a part of her couldn’t help wondering if that connection would extend to the bedroom.

Knowing he was waiting for a response, she said, “I am thinking how lucky I am to be here with you. You’re giving me an opportunity of a lifetime, to see several things on my bucket list. I was also appreciating what great company you are. A girl couldn’t ask for better.”

That was the truth. When she’d needed a shoulder to cry on, he’d given her his broad ones. When she needed to have fun, he had found ways to make her laugh. And when she’d needed to relax, unwind and express herself, he’d come up with scenarios that allowed that, too.

She really enjoyed having dinner with him. When they dined together, they talked. She was getting to know him better and hopefully, he was starting to understand her, too. He’d told her about his complex feelings regarding his mother, and she’d shared how forlorn she’d been when she’d lost her father when she was a little girl.

Claire had enjoyed taking “girls’ trips” before, but being with Logan offered something totally different. In fact, she was beginning to regret being attracted to him since there was a chance that it could ruin their time together. She had no reason to believe that just because she had the hots for him, he’d feel the same about her. Other than the time she’d caught him checking her out from behind, he’d acted as a friend would.

“You smell good.”

“Thanks.” He’d told her that before, a number of times. “So do you.” And he did smell good.

Was she imagining things, or did he just tighten his arms around her. Imagining or wishing. “Dinner was nice,” she said, liking how in tune they were with the music.

“I thought so, too. Once again, you selected a nice place for us,” he said, his voice low and husky, close to her ear.

“Umm.” She placed her head on his shoulder. For some reason, she liked it there, whether she was crying or not. But she was caught off guard when his hand began stroking her back in slow, gentle caresses. She could feel her breasts beginning to swell while pressed against his chest and wondered if he could feel them as well.

“So, what are our plans for tomorrow, Claire?”

She lifted her head and met his gaze. Immediately, she wished she hadn’t. Just looking into those eyes at such close range was sending all kinds of sensations through her.

When it came to men, she’d never reached a crisis point. Like most single women, she kept a boy-toy handy and that was good enough for her.

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