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Soft? A mixture of both? And what did he taste like? I bet a marvelous mix of coffee and man.
 Colton 
 I should ve noticed you. Damn, I hate the idea that I hadn t. Sincerity filled his tone.  I notice you
now, Abby.
My heart started tripping all over itself.  This doesn t seem real.
A chuckle rumbled out of him.  Why not?
 Because these things don t happen in real life, I told him, leaning back and needing the space
before I decided to find out exactly how his mouth felt and what he tasted like.  They don t.
His brows knitted together.  This is happening. It s real life.
 You are not getting what I m saying. I drew in a deep breath.  Extremely gorgeous men like you 
 You think I m extremely gorgeous? His grin reappeared and so did the left dimple.
I shot him a bland look.  Like you don t know that. And see, that s the thing. You re the gorgeous,
confident cop and I m not the worst thing walking on two legs, but I m not the type of woman who
snags the interest of a guy like you. That only happens in books.
He stared at me for a moment and then he shook his head.  First off, what the hell do you mean by
woman like you?
 Do I really need to spell it out for you?
His eyes narrowed.  Yeah, yeah you do.
Frustration rose, racing across my skin like an army of fire ants. He couldn t be serious.  I don t look
like the woman I saw you at the movies with. She was a tall, thin beautiful blonde. No one in this
world would describe me as that beautiful woman with the hot guy. They would be like, wow, he s
really with someone quite average. And I m totally okay with being that average chick. I know what I
am, so this doesn t make sense. I mean, unless you re just horny and want to get laid and you have
no other prospects at the moment, then that makes more sense, I guess.
He opened his mouth, closed it, and then tried again.  If I m horny and want to get laid?
Yeah, I sort of couldn t believe I said that myself.
 Honey, how old do you think I am that all I m about is getting laid? he asked.
 Well, I mean, I get horny and want to get laid too, and we re roughly the same age. I really needed
to shut up.  All I m trying to say is that it s human nature.
 Human nature? His blue eyes brightened as he laughed under his breath.  Can I just tell you that
I m thrilled to hear you get horny, and honey, you want to get laid, I m your man, but you don t really
know me, Abby.
I was still stuck on him being my man if I wanted to get laid, and boy, did I ever want to get laid.
Hadn t even really considered it seriously in the last four years. No guy had sparked my attention, but
right now? An ache had already blossomed and my breath came in and out in little shallow bursts, a
reaction just to the mere idea of sleeping with him.
 And we re going to change that, Colton said.  You and I are going to get to know each other in a
way that s long overdue.
My breath caught as a tight shiver coiled.  We are?
That half grin did crazy-insane things to me.  Oh, we are. You know why? Because we got a second
chance to do so and we aren t going to miss that, are we?
I couldn t look away.  No?
 That s right. Lifting his arm, he cupped my cheek with his hand.  Here s an important piece of
information about me. If I m looking for just a lay, I m not going to bring that woman crepes in the
morning or fix her window. And I m sure as hell not going to risk my career to just screw around with
a witness. If I m going to take that risk, it s going to be worth it. His thumb dragged under my lip,
causing me to suck in a shallow breath.  And honey, I have a good feeling, you re worth it.
Before I could respond, before I could say anything that would probably ruin everything he d just
said, he slipped that hand along my cheek, his fingers tangling in my hair as he leaned in, forcing his
knee between mine. I took a breath. My heart beat. All I saw was the blue of his eyes.
And then Colton kissed me.
Chapter 8
Every enjoyable, exaggerated thing my authors have ever written about being kissed was totally true,
and it had been so long since I d been kissed that I d forgotten that.
The moment his lips touched mine, my body flushed hot, and it was a gentle kiss, nothing more than
a light sweeping of his lips across mine once and then twice. As if he were slowly mapping out the
feel of my lips, he took his time familiarizing himself.
And then he caught my lower lip between his, creating a mad flutter in my stomach. The hand on my [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]