"We need to get the work done." he blinked when she rubbed her lips as if trying to feel their swell, the difference that the kiss had brought.
He was still breathless. The way he had felt after kissing her was so different from the other kisses he had shared.
For him, kiss had always been the means to an end. But with her, even the simple kiss feels so satisfying. Though it left him burning for more.
"What kind of work are you talking about?" her eyes twinkled. It told them that she had understood the meaning. Perhaps, many ladies would have not … or they would have. He did not care, he wanted to know what she was thinking. But why?
The thought left him struck for why he cared what she was thinking?
He took a step back, suddenly surprising her. Her eyes dimed as she was expecting for him to take a step forward.