Today we have a smooch from Her Irresistible Protector but first
... the winner of last week's Sunday Smooch Giveaway is samstillstanding
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And now for today's Sunday Smooch from Michelle Douglas...
Scene set-up: Tash and Mitch have a history…a rather fraught one, but stuck at Mitch's seaside cabin they've formed a truce. On a hike through the gorgeous native coastal forest, Tash is forced to concede that Mitch has a redeeming feature or two...
‘You’ve made me forget the bad stuff,’ Tash said.
‘That was the plan.’
She moved closer and she suddenly felt more alive than she ever had before. ‘I don’t think I will ever be able to thank you properly for that.’ She lifted her hands, flattened them against his chest. She couldn’t mistake the way his breath hitched or the way his heart pounded against her palm.
Her name growled from him and she had a feeling he’d meant it as a warning, but it came out as a caress. When she stood on tiptoe to touch her lips to his, his hands shot to her shoulders as if to put her away from him, but his lips opened to hers and their tongues danced. He tasted of the sea and summer and shady glades and she forgot who was kissing who as their bodies crashed together, needing the contact and seeking more.
Eventually he held her away from him, breathing hard as if he’d been sprinting. ‘That’s not the way to thank me, Tash.’
She gripped his forearms to try and find her balance. ‘It stopped being a thank you after the first kiss.’
‘You said this was a bad idea.’
‘This afternoon you said friendship was all that was on offer. This morning you backed away from a kiss.’
The words emerged through gritted teeth and she could see how tightly he held himself in check. She sympathised. She hadn’t wanted him with this kind of physical ferocity eight years ago. She could see now how careful he’d been with her back then. If he’d chosen to, he could’ve created this kind of heat in her. She wouldn’t have been ready for it. She wouldn’t have known how to deal with it. But there wasn’t a doubt in her mind that she’d have succumbed to it.
He hadn’t let that happen then, but she was more than ready for it to happen now. ‘I must’ve had rocks in my head.’ Her fingers curled into the material of his shirt. ‘Besides, I understand it’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind.’
He groaned. ‘I’m supposed to be guarding you, protecting you.’
‘Correction—you’re making sure I’m out of harm’s way. You said the danger wouldn’t follow us here.’
‘It won’t, but—’
‘Then the idea that you need to be hyper-vigilant is nonsense and you know it.’
He didn’t say anything.
‘You know there is something that could make my holiday truly unforgettable.’
‘A holiday fling.’
He swore. It came out sounding like an endearment.
‘I know most people consider me a tough customer with attitude to burn. That translates in some circles as me being considered something of a…bad girl.’
His eyes widened. His nostrils flared.
‘The fact of the matter is the opposite is true.’ The very opposite, in fact, but she had no intention of sharing that.
His body was beautiful and utterly beguiling and everything inside her arched towards it, aching to explore it.
His eyes gleamed in the light of the rising moon. ‘Are you telling me, Tash, that you want to do something wild and reckless?’
She smiled back at him. ‘I’m glad to see you’ve finally got with the programme, Officer King.’
If you had to go into protective custody would you choose a beachside cabin like Tash gets, a remote mountain retreat, a dilapidated vineyard nestled in rolling hills, or an outback cattle station? Or maybe you'd choose something altogether different?
Come back next Sunday, when the winner of today's giveaway will be announced and a smooch from Rachel Bailey's The Summer of Jake will be posted!
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