She was the first to get behind the wheel of the car; the first to
choose the prettiest dress in the boutique; the first to snag the
telephone caller。 I prided myself on being the clever one。〃
〃And this coin toss?〃
Chloe begged forgiveness with her eyes。 〃It was my coin。 I called
heads。〃
Understanding slowly dawned on Rosss face。 His grin was appreciative。
〃And the coin had two heads?〃
〃It did。〃
Whatever he might have thought of her for having cheated; he was
undoubtedly pleased that 〃winning〃 him had meant so much to her。 〃That
deserves a kiss;〃 he said and lowered his head。
Chloe met his lips without hesitation。 She had waited for this all
evening。 They had been building toward it from the second she had agreed
to dress up and go out to dinner with him。 〃Just this once;〃 she had
told him then。 Now the words echoed through her。 Just this once she
would relax in Rosss arms。 Just this once she would taste his love。
Just this once she would be free of the past。
Shed had too much wine。 No doubt about that。 Would she want this if her
head were clear? Maybe yes; maybe no; but it made no difference。 Right
here; right now; she was where she wanted to be。
Ross appeared equally content; if the leisure of his kiss meant
anything。 He tasted her again and again; seeming to find something new
each time。 She sure did。 Once it was the sweetness of wine on his lips;
another time the firmness of his mouth; another the heat。 His kiss was a
heady brew; warm; moist; and intoxicating。
Seeking more; she spread her hands over his chest and discovered a
textured surface beneath the smoothness of his shirt。 He was a man of
many layers to be explored; one by one。 She was the explorer; on an
ocean of desire; clinging to him as to a raft on a rising sea of
sensation。
His tongue sought and caressed; sucking hers deeper; sparking greater
response; and she gave it unconditionally; opening to him in delight。
Soft sighs were breathed and swallowed; one mouth to the other。
The urgency built。 Just when she needed it; he deepened the kiss。 His
lips controlled hers now; as did the hands that framed her face。
His voice was thick against her mouth。 〃Do you have any idea what you do
to me?〃
Her answer was a breathy; 〃I know what you do to me。 It happens every