Breaking Clear (Full Hearts Series Book 3) by Mj Summers Page A

anything, right? If that’s the case, you’d survive.”
    Harper laughed out loud, covering her mouth with her hand and blushing at the thought of him without his clothes.
    “You’re thinking about it right now, aren’t you?” he asked, pretending to be shocked.
    “You brought it up!”
    “You’re the one who came up with the game,” he replied. “You had to know it would end there.”
    “No. Certainly not,” she said. The skepticism on his face pulled the truth out of her. “Okay, I may have been testing the waters.”
    He studied her for a long moment without answering, his face growing serious.
    “What?” Harper asked, suddenly feeling exposed by the look he was giving her.
    Evan shook his head as though in awe. “I’m just trying to figure out how it is that I never noticed you when we were kids.”
    “You were a little busy with every other girl in Boulder hanging on your every word.”
    “I don’t know about that, but right now it seems like it should have been absolutely impossible not to see you. You’re completely stunning.” He reached for her hand, lacing his fingers through hers.
    “Stunning. That’s one of my favourite words,” she said, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper.
    “You know this is probably a horrible idea, right? Wes is one of my best friends. This could turn out to be really complicated.” The lust in his eyes was in direct defiance of his words. “As a rule, I avoid complicated at all costs.”
    “I know how to keep things simple.” She blinked slowly. “In fact, I’m exceedingly good at it.”
    “I have a feeling you’re exceedingly good at a lot of things.”
    Harper gave him a sultry look. “I am. But don’t take my word for it. You should probably find out for yourself.”
    “I intend to.” Rolling on top of her in one swift move, he gazed at her for a moment, his eyes full of desire. Harper’s eyes grew wide in surprise and she let out a little laugh as she felt his weight pressing her to the ground. He lifted his hand to her face, skimming her lips with his thumb. And finally, he was kissing her again with an intensity that burned through her. There was nothing sweet or gentle about his kiss this time. It was rough and urgent and toe-curling, and she matched it with her response.
    Harper’s hands moved quickly from his powerful arms to his hair, fingers weaving through it and pulling him toward her, bringing his kiss in deeper. Time stopped. Nothing else existed outside of this moment. Tongues danced, moans and sighs escaped lips as they gave in to their need for each other.
    Pulling back for a moment, he asked, “Is this—”
    “Yes,” she interrupted. “God, yes.” She tugged on the lapel of his tuxedo jacket, bringing him back for more.
    They kissed wildly, her hands now yanking at his jacket to get it off. He leaned back on his knees, ridding himself of his tie as she frantically unbuttoned his shirt, leaving his chest bare. Running her hands over his chiselled abs, she watched as he made short work of his cufflinks and shrugged off his shirt. The look he gave her as he pulled up the skirt of her dress made her feel somehow weak and fully alive at the same time. Sliding his hands up her legs, he reached her black lace panties, pulling them down, his rough hands skimming along her outer thighs.
    They stared at each other, breathing heavily, as they allowed themselves their first look at each other this way in the faded light of the moon.
    “Consider me ruined,” Harper blurted out as her eyes locked onto his incredible body. All those years of playing sports and working construction had sculpted every muscle to perfection.
    “You’ll just have to forget you saw it.” He let out an appreciative puff of air as he looked her up and down again. “So will I.”
    Their eyes met and their mouths followed quickly. In an instant, Evan lowered himself over her, his lips sucking on the nape of her neck and planting kisses up to her ear. He