Though everything was a little blurry, on account of the pulse jerking in his left eye, he did notice that her bedroom was frothy and frilly, the bed festooned with lacy pillows. This did not calm his nerves. She pushed all the pillows off the bed and then smiled at him. His heart stuttered. Lord almighty. He glanced around, as though seeking escape. Which was insane. He didn’t want to escape. He wanted…this. She stepped closer. Took his hand in hers. Stroked his palm with her thumb. It comforted him. And then, guilelessly, she unzipped his jeans and knelt before him. Fuck. He thought he was hard before? Rolling down his briefs, she reached for him. And as much as he craved that…he stopped her. “Kaitlin…” She looked up at him, her lips parted and glistening, her eyes wide. “Yes. Parker?”
