torture and delight.
“And every night after,” she said softly, shaking her head as if she knew she was making a mistake but was determined to do it anyway. “This is crazy, you know that, right?”
“No. What’s crazy is knowing what we have together and not having it.”
She laughed shortly. “Still, not a good idea.”
“Best idea since pizza,” he countered.
“I guess we’ll see.” Reluctantly, she pulled away from him and moved away. “But for now, I’ve got to run. I should be back by one or so...”
“I’ll be waiting,” he said as his body tightened painfully, throbbing and aching with each hard slam of his heartbeat.
“Great. Good.” Nodding, she backed away from him and Connor’s gaze swept down, loving the look of her long, toned legs in those very tiny shorts.
She made it to the doorway and paused. Turning back to him, she gave him a warning stare. “No more sampling the goodies.”
“You’re the only goodie I’m interested in,” he said quietly.
“Oh, boy.” She swallowed hard, then left the room at a run, as if she didn’t trust herself to stay another minute.
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