Remember?” Jack whispered against her ear, guessing her thoughts. The guy walked by their hiding place and opened the door of the gentleman’s closet on the far side of the bathroom door.He felt the tremors that still shook Mia’s body. Good. He pulled her against him and she rested her head weakly against his chest. If they were in bed now, she’d curl into him, her arms and legs tangled with his.After sex with Mia had always been better than sex with any other woman. He stroked a hand up her arm, then cupped her hot cheek in his hand. She bowed her head and he felt the featherlight kiss she deposited in his palm, all the way to his toes. A shudder of animalistic, male pride wracked his body. It mattered that Mia was satisfied. No, more than satisfied—spent. Shot. Satiated.He’d risked his future happiness getting Mia to come with him tonight. Sallye, bless her devious romantic heart, had been terrific in setting up this blind date.Hell, he had needed Mia to get into the safe.
