related.”
“We’re not related.”
“Okay, then.” He needed another excuse. “Alex and Sara would probably castrate me if I laid so much as a finger on you. And then they’d probably forbid me to see Travis and Livvy ever again.”
“I promise not to tell them,” she said, leaning toward him and folding her legs beneath her. “It’ll be our little secret.”
Gabe’s gaze dropped to her lap where the khaki material had practically disappeared, leaving only silky bare legs in its wake. He looked skyward. Give me strength. “I’m sorry, but I can’t . . . help you.”
Her expression changed quickly. “Fine. I’ll just have to get someone else.”
An angry lump formed in his throat, surprising him. Why should he care who she slept with? She didn’t mean anything to him. He forced himself to nod. “Good,” he said, knowing he didn’t mean it, but refusing to back down. “Get someone else. I have to go.”
“I understand,” she told him, leaning back against the pillows. She shrugged. “It probably would have been a disaster anyway.”
Gabe nodded. “Probably.” Then, puzzled, he narrowed his eyes and asked, “How so?”
She smiled and flushed again. “What I mean is, just because you’re every woman’s sexual fantasy . . . well, not every woman’s,” she corrected, “doesn’t necessarily mean you can put a smile on their faces. Right?”
“Right,” he agreed, then changed his mind. “Wait a minute. Was that a trick question?”
Laughing softly, she waved a hand. “Let’s just forget that I mentioned any of this.”
“Easy for you to say.”
“I am curious about one thing, though.”
He was almost afraid to ask. “What’s that?”
She smoothed her hair from her face. “Are you very good at it?”
“At what?”
“You know . . . putting smiles on women’s faces.”
Gabe couldn’t help but laugh. “Let’s just say I’ve made more than a few women smile. Now, I really have to be going.”
“Before you go, could you do me just one little favor?”
“Sure,” he reluctantly agreed.
Smiling shyly, her green eyes flickered with excitement. “I know you don’t want to sleep with me, but could you kiss me, at least? I promise not to rip your clothes off or anything.”
His heart pounded an erratic rhythm as he studied her. He was strangely flattered by her interest, even though he knew he’d made the right decision not to get involved sexually with her. But now she only wanted a kiss. One kiss couldn’t hurt anything. “I’d be happy to kiss you.”
He heard her swallow as he closed the distance between them. Until his face was just inches away from hers.
And then their lips touched.
He’d only planned to have a quick taste of her, but after one kiss, he swiftly changed his mind. He had to have more.
Angling his head to gain better access of her delicious mouth, Gabe folded her into his arms and pulled her close. He forced her warm, velvety-smooth lips open with his thrusting tongue and devoured her. She tasted of sweet Chianti.
Jane brought her hands up and dug her nails into his shoulders. Moaning softly, she pressed her small breasts to his chest and kissed him back.
Gabe’s breath came in fast gulps and he was rock hard. Knowing he had to stop before things got out of control, he reluctantly raised his mouth from hers and watched the dreamy look on her face.
Her eyes slowly opened and she gazed back at him. “Wow,” she breathed, dropping her hands to the bed.
Gabe laughed. “Yeah, wow,” he agreed. Who would have thought that Jane Callahan could make him feel like a high school boy again? “Maybe I should go.”
She nodded. “I think that’s a good idea, or I may have to break my promise and rip your clothes off, after all.”
“And I just might let you,” he teased back. Gently nudging her shoulders, he managed to help her into a reclining position. “Close your eyes, Jane.”
She rolled to her side, and curling into a fetal
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