style="font-size:15px;"> But a moment later, Eric’s comment became crystal clear when he placed a finger beneath her chin, tilted her head upward to his, brought his mouth down onto hers and kissed her.
* * *
He kissed me.
It was all Deanna could think about later as she lay in bed, wondering what exactly had happened.
One minute, she had been going out for dinner with an old friend to catch up on all that had happened in his life over the years. The next, he had been revealing that he’d always been attracted to her.
And then he had laid one on her.
Deanna felt warmth as she thought about it. Her toes actually wiggled. Oh, boy—did Eric ever know how to kiss a woman….
Right there on the sidewalk, as his mouth had come down on hers, she was lost. His velvety smooth lips had made the sweetest contact with hers, and Deanna had sighed with pleasure.
The kiss had been full of fire, eliciting passion while respectfully not crossing the line. He had left her bedazzled while kissing her without using his tongue. Instead, his lips had skillfully and teasingly played over hers. And when he had softly suckled her bottom lip, Deanna had thought she would go mad with lust.
That’s what she was feeling now as she lay on her bed. Lust.
It had been a long time since she had slept with a man. She and Brian had gone to bed only a few times, and she hadn’t felt a smidgen of the fire and passion in his bed as she had tonight while kissing Eric on the street.
Before Brian, it had been a good year since her last relationship. And she hadn’t really missed the sex.
But now…
Deanna rolled onto her back and closed her eyes. Closed her eyes and replayed the kiss with Eric in her mind.
They hadn’t even exchanged phone numbers—she was going to see him tomorrow, anyway—but she was so hot and bothered that a part of her wished she could call him now, that she could pay him a visit….
“What am I thinking?” she asked herself. “One decent kiss and you’re thinking about getting naked? Deanna, what is wrong with you?”
Though in all fairness, it had been more than a decent kiss. It had been an amazing kiss.
So amazing that she couldn’t wait for the hours to pass so that she could see him again at school tomorrow.
* * *
No doubt about it, the kiss had been worth the wait.
Eight years and ten months after the last time he had seen her, Eric had finally done what he’d always wanted to do. Tasted Deanna’s lips to see if they were as sweet as he imagined they would be.
And, man, were they ever! He had heard people say that a kiss could determine if there were truly sparks between people, and based on the kiss he and Deanna had shared, they had generated enough heat to melt the snow in Cleveland on a winter’s day.
He’d heard her soft purr of protest when he broke the kiss. Had seen the dazed look in her eyes as he gazed down at her.
Yes, the kiss had come out of the blue—at least for her. But it had proven a point.
They had chemistry.
The kind of chemistry Eric couldn’t wait to experience in a bedroom.
But that wasn’t all that he wanted, which was why he knew better than to push things too quickly. As much as he suspected—based on the fact that after the kiss Deanna had asked him if he was just heading home—that another kiss or two and she would have been agreeable to spending the night with him, he had refrained.
Because the chemistry certainly wasn’t one-sided, and they were bound to explore their sexual connection sooner or later.
In the meantime, Eric wasn’t about to blow the opportunity he’d been waiting for by rushing the sex.
Because eleven years ago, when Deanna had started dating Marvin, Eric had felt that she had chosen the wrong brother.
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