Dreaming Of Christmas. Susan MalleryЧитать онлайн книгу.
stayed there for what felt like a long time. While part of her wanted to deepen the kiss, another part was content to leave things as they were. Uncomplicated, with just enough zing to make her thighs tighten. The perfect combination, she thought hazily.
Dante drew back and rested his forehead on hers.
“I’d give us a B.”
She opened her eyes and glared at him. “Excuse me?”
He grinned. “Kidding. That was nice. But we probably need more practice.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“We have a month until Christmas. That gives us time to work out the kinks.”
She laughed and linked arms with him. “You’re the strangest man I know.”
“That’s what all the girls say. Admit it. You like me.”
She laughed again, and they started for home. In truth, she did like Dante. She wasn’t an idiot—she knew he was a player and that expecting anything but a little fun was a mistake. But he was exactly what she needed right now. In the midst of preparation for the Christmas Eve performance and having to deal with her family, Dante was a distraction. One any girl could appreciate.
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