he choked out the word, “it was because I was aroused by you, the real you.” “Thank God,” she said on a sigh. “I was so afraid I wouldn’t live up to the woman in your dreams.” “Trust me, sweetheart, you have no worries on that score.” “You were pretty spectacular yourself,” she purred. Desir...
She was having a beautiful dream about Jack, one she didn’t want to wake from. Jack. The familiar sting of tears accompanied a dull ache in her chest. She’d lost him. He was never coming back, never going to hold her or kiss her or… “Good morning, beautiful,” Jack’s deep voice penetrated the pool...
