She moaned and gripped his shoulder, pushing him back. He grinned, enjoying the fact she was on edge as much as he was. He yanked her back to him, pressing his mouth to hers again. She sighed, but melted into him. At first, he’d been upset that Courtney hadn’t brought Anna today for the meal with his parents, but now that he got some time alone with her, it had been a brilliant plan. Caressing her sides, he lifted her shirt. “Braden,” she whispered. “We can’t.” “Why not, sweetheart?” “Because your parents will be here very soon.” He groaned. “All right. You have a point.” He stepped back and adjusted his jeans. “Everything is ready.” She glanced around his half-clean place. He’d done the best he could to straighten it up. As long as no one went into his spare bedroom, he’d be okay. “I still wish you’d brought Anna.” She leaned against the wall, looking sexy as hell in the white blouse that was very conservative. He wanted to pop each button off then slide it off her creamy skin.
