"I don’t want to go home yet.” He twisted at the waist and patted the seat behind him. “Take a walk on the wild side with me."
- J.M. Stewart
"He held his hand out, palm up, watching her with soft, penetrating eyes, deep, dark eyes that called to her the longer she stared at them. “How ’bout you give me the benefit of the doubt every once in..."
"She hadn’t come for any of that. She came for him. Twenty feet in front of her, leaning back against the waist-high bar, stood the man she’d spent all day tracking down—the infamous Dillon James. The ..."
"I promise I don’t bite.” He winked at her.That earned him another throaty laugh. Then she bent over him, hands braced on his thighs, her luscious mouth inches from his. The heat of her palms singed hi..."
"Before she could ponder what on earth he meant or come up with a proper response, he took their charade a step further.He kissed her."
"How old are you?”“Old enough to know better, but still young enough to do it again."
"Unable to help himself, he offered her a smile and stared into those eyes as he tapped his mouth. “I think you missed."
"Doubt filled her eyes. “What are we betting for, anyway?”He hadn’t thought about that, but it took his brain all of three seconds to come up with an answer. He knew damn well what he wanted from her. ..."