“What
the hell was I thinking?” Ann Griffin said as she tugged at the Lycra shapewear
cutting off her circulation. She smoothed the black wrap dress over her hips
and collapsed into a kitchen chair. “Remind me never to accept a date from a
guy who’s just broken up with his girlfriend ever again.”
Leaning
down, Joe Mathews pressed a kiss onto Ann’s cheek. “You should have stayed home
with me.”
The
soft brush of his lips heated Ann’s blood to boiling. Air jammed into her
lungs. Every inch of her body burned with fresh yearning and mixed with desires
she’d spent the evening trying to suppress.
Ever
since he’d sat next to her in Business 101 over a decade ago her hormones had
been doing the tango. Up until now, she’d been able to stamp down her lust for
her best friend. But lately her need for him blazed inside her like an inferno
needing something to consume. If she wasn’t careful, it would consume her.
She
forced out the breath stuck in her chest. “Why didn’t you go out tonight?”
“The
Patriots were playing the Jets.” Joe moved to the butcher-block countertop and
opened a pink pastry box. “I take it your date didn’t go so well?”
He
sliced a huge piece of double-chocolate cheesecake and set it in front of her.
“It
was awful.” She pushed the yummy temptation back across the table.
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