She could have been blind and would still be able to pick Lucas out of a crowd. She drowsily opened her eyes and looked up into his brilliant blue ones, the skin around the sockets crinkling, showing his age as he smiled down at her. With slightly damp hair, dressed in a light grey suit and blue shirt he looked downright edible. She licked her lips and his eyes followed her tongue. Her body warmed, desire coursing through her as if she had become some horny hormonal time bomb. “I’ve got to go into work but you stay here and help Dmitry, all right? I’ll be home as soon as I can.” She nodded her understanding, her mind a riot of erotic memories of the previous night. Lucas leaned down and gave her a kiss that if she ended up with Alzheimer’s in her old age, it would be the one thing she would remember with crystal clear clarity. He sent her a sexy grin before picking up his keys from the bed side table and leaving her with her thoughts.
