"Remember when you said you were good at distractions?" he asked from the couch. She continued to pace in front of him. "Yeah, why?" She looked at him wearily. His eyes raked over the dress she was wearing. When she turned in front of him to pace again he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her towards him so she straddled him. Their faces were inches apart. He wouldn't let the distance between them get any bigger. "Distract me." - - - - - DISCLAIMER: This book will contain inappropriate language, discussion of mature topics, and sexual scenes.