The Maverick's Accidental Bride. Christine RimmerЧитать онлайн книгу.
letters, something huge and looming, dishonest and wrong that she’d somehow let Will convince her was right. “And not only are there all the lies we’re telling now. Think about how fun it’s going to be having to also explain to everyone we love that it ‘didn’t work out.’”
He studied her for a long, uncomfortable moment and then asked too quietly, “Do you want to call it off now? If you do, just say so.”
She should say yes and she knew it. Yes, Will. Let’s put an end to this craziness now. But she didn’t want to call it off. She wanted...
She didn’t know for sure what she wanted. But calling it off wasn’t it.
His eyes had a hard light in them. “Are you going to answer my question, Jordyn Leigh?”
“I, um...”
“Answer my question.”
“Fine. No, then. I don’t want to call it off.”
His expression gentled. “What do you say we not borrow trouble?” He caught a lock of her hair and rubbed it slowly between his fingers.
She wrapped her fingers around his wrist. “Don’t.”
They stared at each other. She was pinching up her mouth at him, and she knew it. His skin was so warm against her palm. She found herself remembering the other night—before it all got so crazy and misty and they did things she could no longer recall.
It had been wonderful, that night. She’d loved being with him. And his kisses had thrilled her, just set her on fire...
She didn’t know quite how it had happened, but she was staring at his mouth. So soft, that mouth, especially in contrast to the general hardness of him.
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