She snuggled closer, burying her nose into the tantalizing scent of something wholly delicious, spicy and...male. Very, very male, ripped and hard. Her eyes slid open languidly. They should have popped open, and even as part of her brain was calm, the other side was going, What have you done? But when her eyes collided with Special Agent Beau Jerrott and slammed into a brick wall of wow, her breath caught and held...and held. Oh, dammit. Beau. Oh...God...Beau. He definitely put the “special” in special agent. He was only inches from her face. His lashes thick above his cheeks. His oh-so-kissable mouth slightly parted in sleep, his enticing hair thoroughly mussed and looking even sexier than usual. Memories filtered back to her from the previous night. How sweet he’d been, how comforting in the way he’d held her. Her heart hitched at that. But she should be careful. He’d been so kind...she only had one explanation.
