French Kiss (Silver Cove Series Book 2) by Jill Sanders Page A

more for them both, he nodded. “Okay, we will be in your room, waiting for him.”
    “Then what?” she asked, taking a sip of wine.
    “Then...” He shrugged. “I will detain him until the police arrive.”
    “You make that part sound so easy.”
    “It is,” he added, sure of himself.
    “What if he has a weapon?”
    “Cowards like this never do,” he supplied, causing her to laugh.
    “I suppose you’ve dealt with a lot of situations like this before.” She pushed her empty plate aside.
    “Well, not exactly. I did catch one of my employees at my last job stealing from the cash register. I set things up to make everyone believe I had left for the evening…” He sighed and shrugged. “You get the rest.”
    “And it worked?”
    He nodded. “Like a charm.” He reached over and took her hand. He could tell she’d gone back to worrying. “Whoever is breaking in and doing this… we’ll catch him. I don’t like seeing you look like you didn’t get any sleep.” He rubbed his thumb down her cheek, over the dark circles under her eyes.
    “I’m fine…” His finger moved down to cover her lips.
    “I can see you’re not.” He pulled her close. “You’ve been jumping at shadows, sleeping in your chair instead of in your bed.” When she tensed and looked at him, he chuckled. “It was obvious, since your sheets were in the trash and your bed was empty. Besides the red eyes and bags here.” He touched her face lightly, then leaned down and placed a feather-light kiss where his fingers had just been.
    “Adam?” she said between kisses. Somehow he’d gone from soft kisses to deeper, more passionate ones without knowing. Pulling back quickly, he moved to stand up, but she held him in place.
    “I’m sorry.” He shook his head. “I should have…”
    “Finished what you started?” she supplied, pushing her hands into his hair and holding him to her lips once more.
    “Lilly… you… deserve more,” he said between her lips rushing over his.
    “Then give me more,” she said against his skin and he knew they were not going to make it back to his room for the night.

Chapter Nine
     
     
    S he tried not to shiver when Adam lifted her up into his arms gently. His mouth was so soft against her skin, showing her tenderness the likes of which she’d never experienced before.
    The cabin was so small, when he carried her up the narrow staircase to the loft, she had to duck. He laid her down on the oversized mattress that took up the entire space, then just looked down at her. He was on his knees, and she reached up to pull him towards her.
    “I’ve thought about this,” he said in a low tone as he looked at her, his eyes roaming over her face. “I’ve imagined it a thousand times.”
    “Me too.” She loved the feel of his hair under her fingertips. The softness of it in her hands. When his lips touched hers again, she wished more than anything that she could hold onto this moment forever.
    Her hands roamed down his neck to his shoulders and a slight moan escaped when she felt them bunch under her fingertips. When his hands moved, they pulled her shirt higher until she felt his fingers brush her naked skin underneath.
    She couldn’t stop the moan from escaping her lips, or the need from building inside her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, holding him closer to her body as she felt something she’d never imagined before. Her entire body vibrated as his hands moved slowly over her.
    “Easy,” he said against her skin. Then his mouth left hers and traveled down her neck until he found the spot just above her collarbone. She felt him shift and closed her eyes when his hardness pressed against her core.
    “Please,” she begged, not knowing if she could wait much longer.
    “I’m enjoying myself too much to hurry.” He chuckled against her skin. He’d worked on her shirt buttons and before she knew it, she was exposed to his view. He leaned up and gently pulled the silk from her