*Shelby*
Ever since that kiss in the elevator, my body ached for Michael. When he whispered into my ear, a shudder ran down my spine, turning me on.
He gave me a taunting look, and his eyes wandered around the park.
“Michael…” I said, “what’s going on in your head?”
He chuckled and leaned closer to me. “It wouldn’t be the first time we made love out in the open,” he said in a low voice.
I almost spit out the coffee I’d just sipped.
“But we were alone on the beach! Well, the second time, anyway. This place is full of people.”
“There are some dark places…” He smiled mischievously at me. “And you’re not making it easier for me.”
His eyes wandered to my chest, where my dress hung really low and gave him a great view of my breasts thanks to the way I was leaning toward him.
I felt his leg caressing mine under the table, and I pretended to scowl at him.
“You aren’t making it easier either,” I said.