“What’s up?” He held up two shirts and shrugged. “I don’t know which color.” She stepped to him, took the dark blue one from his hand and pressed it against his chest. “This one. Magnifies the blue of your eyes. With the black jeans, you’ll be fending off women in hordes.” His fingers curled around her wrist as he gripped her, tugging her nearer. “You like the blue?” he asked, his voice low and enticing. “Yes. You have gorgeous eyes.” “And you’re beautiful.” He moved her closer still until her thin shirt brushed against his bare chest. “Absolutely beautiful.” His gaze drifted from her eyes to her lips and back again. Her heart thundered as she struggled to breathe. Another gentle caress from his amazing blue eyes then he kissed her. He swooped in and took command. His mouth covered hers, and she whimpered at the immediate lust that swarmed her. Lord, he tasted good—a hint of mint and all man. Opening wider, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, instigating something that had been plaguing her since she’d met him.
