He had been in the shower for such a long time his finger pads were beginning to wrinkle. He didn't want to get out knowing she'd be gone. But her scent would remain. The scent of honey and blush red roses. Of sweetness and passion. Alec closed his eyes, her face etched in his memory. Sun-kissed ...
"And a regular Sunday is what?" "Browsing the shops." Luke enclosed her in his arms, his hands on her lower back, pulling her closer. He brushed his nose against her jaw, tracing her cheek before he bit her earlobe. When she moaned, he licked and sucked the sting away. "Or we can stay here and I ...