In his other hand was the package of strawberries and another bottle of bubbly. The time had come. Sink or swim. Run or fall. Bravery or cowardice. Sex or not sex. She grinned. “What are you smiling about?” Aiden asked. He pushed her back up against the front door. The handle bit into her back, but she really didn’t care. She swallowed the blithe remark and decided to go with honesty. Well, not really. “Just thinking what a lovely evening this has been,” she finally answered him. God his cologne, she could all but taste it. “This is stupid,” she said. In the porch light, she watched as one ebony brow arched sardonically. “What’s stupid?” Had she said that out loud? She licked her lips. “Quit doing that,” he all but growled. “Quit what?” Smiling she slowly licked her lips again. He started to lean closer and Jesslyn slapped her hand on his chest, asking, “What are you doing?”“Living a little.” He started to lower his head, but she ducked under his arm and dug in her purse.
