Chapter 19: Tabby, Gazi

Tabby caught it and tore the packet, but her attention was mostly on him, watching his fingers unfasten the button and lower his zipper. Gray boxer briefs cradled him from view, but not for long. Jamie hooked his thumbs in his underwear and pushed the last of his clothes down his hips and off.

Holy. Hell.

The man was hung.

She didn't know if she should be excited or nervous.

Jamie planted on knee on the sofa between her calves, staring at her with a knowing smirk.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She held up the condom. "Not a damn thing."

Tabby watched in fascination as he rolled the latex over himself. Given his attention to her details she couldn't see him being a selfish lover.

He glanced at her, their gazes snagging and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.

From the moment she'd met him she'd wanted this, and it was finally happening.