so on。〃'
〃Oh； we have 。。。 other interests。〃
〃Confidential ones；〃 she surmised。
〃For now。〃
〃The mystery of the year。〃
He responded to that by shifting her sideways and down。 He followed；
holding himself on his elbows。 〃You talk too much。〃 His eyes caressed
her face； but it wasn't her face he was talking about when he said； 〃You
not only look good； you feel good。〃 His body inched over hers； giving
her a good feel in return。
If Anne hadn't been breathless before； she was now。 She wasn't fighting
him； because she realized that the attraction wasn't only physical； at
least on her part。 It had gone beyond that。
She wrapped her arms around his neck and exerted the slightest pressure
at his nape。 It brought him in for a kiss that held all the passion
missing from the earlier hug。 She shivered when his tongue slid into her
mouth and their breath mingled。 With his shoulders flexing under her
palms； her head began to spin。 He intoxicated her。 But she didn't want
him leaving her； and said so with a cry when he angled his body off；
then cried out again； differently now； when his hand found her breast。
He trailed kisses from her eyes； down her cheeks to her neck； while she
unbuttoned his shirt。 His bare chest was an Eden of sinew and fuzz； a
potent aphrodisiac。 She was ready to burst when his hand left her breast
and held her neck