Rushing Amy A Love and Football Novel by Julie Brannagh

Author:Julie Brannagh [Brannagh, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2014-01-21T22:00:00+00:00

MATT FOLLOWED HER up the staircase to the second floor. Her room was visible from the landing. Her bed was unmade, but at least the sheets were clean. She thought she had a new box of condoms in her bedside table. The bathroom was a mess, though. Maybe she should kiss him again, before she lost her nerve.

She was still worried physical involvement with him would signal the end, but if Matt made love like he kissed, at least she’d have a memory that would last a lifetime. In the meantime, she was going to enjoy every second. He was hotter than the invention of fire, and every cell of her body was screaming for relief right about now.

Matt grinned at her. “Let’s go, Fifi.” He caught her up in his arms, and strode into her room.

She let out a startled shriek. “What are you doing?”

It ranked right up there with the more stupid questions known to mankind, but maybe she should put up some kind of token protest: You are the sexiest man I have ever met, but of course I don’t want to sleep with you. Ohh, noooo. Then again, she was limp as an overcooked spaghetti noodle due to nerves and lust, so any kind of rally was going to take superhuman effort.

Amy opened her mouth to remind him they had to be back in Seattle in an hour or so, and she saw his dimples flash. “You’re not going to argue with me right now, are you?”

“What about the reservation?”

She heard his low chuckle. “I don’t care about it if you don’t.”

She couldn’t stop the smile that spread over her face. “I don’t.”

“So, you don’t care if I wine and dine you first?”

Amy had to laugh, too. “That would be a no. Dazzle me, Matt Stephens.”

“Oh, I intend to.”

He kicked the door shut behind them, and deposited her in the middle of her bed. Twilight bled through the blinds at her window. The room was dim in the gathering darkness, but she could see him just fine.

Matt flopped down on his side inches away from her, kicked off his shoes, took her face in his hand and said softly, “It’s just us.”

He captured her lips with his. His mouth was firm but gentle on hers; she opened her mouth to give him better access as his tongue slid over the seam of her lips. Amy’s arms slipped around him as he pulled her closer. She felt his hands, warm and sure, on her bare skin as he pushed the sweater she wore over her bra.

He trailed his tongue down the side of her neck as he unhooked her bra. Other guys fumbled around with the whole bra-removal project. Not Matt. “I know you’re dying to argue with me about some damn thing, too. You’d better kiss me again.”

Amy had a crushing retort all lined up—well, until he teased one of her nipples with gentle fingertips. She caught his face in her hands, feeling the scratch of stubble against her palms.

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