She sat up and glanced around the room, but Jack was nowhere to be found. Had he left in the middle of the night? Sneaked out under the cover of darkness? A pang of loneliness nipped at her soul. She drew in a quick breath and let it out slowly, upset with herself for letting her emotions get the best of her. But how could she not feel something more with a guy like him? She threw up a mental shield, knowing better than to go there. A noise sounded in the other room. Jack? He was still here? Her heart leaped. Damn. Hadn’t she just told herself not to let her emotions run away with her? She slid from the bed and grabbed her robe. It wisped over her shoulders as she tiptoed down the hall. She rounded the corner and her breath caught when she found him in the kitchen, dressed only in his jeans as he whipped up a pan of scrambled eggs. He looked warm and sated this morning, and so darn right standing there in her small apartment, that she couldn’t help but smile.
What do You think about Body Contact (Hands On #2)?
