Dinner

Dinner

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As Lacey Chambers, the daughter of the Town mayor goes to dinner with her bf who's going to propose... a 6'5, Tan sexy drop dead gorgeous man comes in and swoops her away, leaving her bf to himself. but, will this getaway dinner go downhill creating turmoil or end dangerously... will this charming man sweep her off her feet before its too late? "What are you doing?," I whisper, afraid of the answer I look down at my feet suddenly becoming interested in the thick black laces tied together. he then lifts my chin up and replies with "This. . ." with my chin locked between his fingers, he pushes his lips against mine, suffocating me with the passion that lies beneath the kiss that we shared. Even though it wasn't our first kiss, it was our first REAL kiss.
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WARNING ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES "You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

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