Wild Irish (Book 1 Of The Weldon Series) - Plot & Excerpts
It wasn’t like they hadn’t already broken the sexual ice barrier. Hell, if the Titanic had had half their bang, it’d have plowed through the iceberg and never sunk. Did she think he was going to attack her the moment she got into the tub? He studied her as he climbed into the steamy water and moved over to her. She had her head tilted back against the side of the tub, her eyes were shut, and the sun gave her golden hair a sparkling sheen. He slid the cold glass against her cheek and she opened her eyes. “Thanks, that feels good.” She took the glass and bathed her other cheek and forehead before taking a sip. Watching her gave him visions of making her nipples pebble with ice then heating them with his tongue. Would that turn her on? Would she go wild with the sensations? He wanted her wild. Okay, so maybe he was going to attack her. Looking for a distraction, he nabbed a beer from the nearby cooler and sat next to her. “So, what do you do when you’re not running from weddings?”
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