But he could smell the sweet citrus scent of her hair as it blew across his chin, and his arm seemed to fit perfectly around her, and then she looked up at him with those wary green eyes. “Alejandro?”
He really couldn’t help it. He bent his head and kissed her, tasting and parting her lips—those lips that were way too soft for the words that came out of them.
She went rigid for a moment, and then relaxed in his arms and melted into him with a sigh.
He brought his free hand up and cupped her jaw, tangled his hand in her hair and kissed her even more deeply, exploring her mouth with his tongue, touching hers, stroking. Kate made an incoherent sound and backed away, only to catch the heel of her flip-flop in the sand and fall over Gracious.
Their tender moment ended in an explosive squeal, flying sand and an undignified shriek. So much for romance.
He was Mr. Smooth. But as Alejandro helped Kate up, dusted her off, calmed the pig and steered all of them back to the stretch of sand outside her condo, he knew one thing: he definitely wanted to keep kissing this woman. He wanted to kiss her in much steamier places, and without anything baggy and ugly obscuring her body.
“Don’t do that again,” Kate said, avoiding his gaze.
“Why not? You liked it.”
“Because I’m not sure why you did it.”
“I did it because I liked it, too.”
“Is that the only reason?”
He stared at her, half amused and half annoyed. What, did she think he was after her money?
Her hair flew out around her face in all directions, courtesy of the wind. With her thin frame, she looked like a suspicious Yankee dandelion. “Should there be another reason?”
Kate avoided the question with yet another one. “Besides, how do you know I liked it? I might have been faking it, melting into your arms just so I could yank off your nuts.”
“Dios mio!” Alejandro dropped the pig’s leash and took Kate by the shoulders, while she looked up at him with mingled fear, belligerence and hope. Then he dropped his mouth to hers again. “You, mi vida, are a head case.”
He parted her stubborn mouth with his and slid inside, finding sweetness where she pretended only vinegar lived. He found her sharp tongue and sucked it until it softened and mated with his. He could taste her reluctance but also a growing excitement, a core of wildness that he wanted to split open and savor.
When he raised his head, he played to that wildness. “You know where I’m going to do that next, mi amorcito? Hmm?”
She gazed up at him and shook her head.
“Between your legs.”
Grinning, he caught the hand that came up to smack him and wrapped it around the pig’s leash instead. “Good night, Kate. See you in class.”
She appeared to have lost her voice. When she found it again she yelled after him, “I’ll see you in hell, sport.”
He turned and grinned at her as he walked away into the night. “Great. I hear they have plenty of beds there.”
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