starving.”
“Me, too.” He nibbled at her neck. He heard her soft intake of breath and continued. His lips closed around her satin flesh and suckled, swirling his tongue against her. She groaned and leaned her head back for more.
“You like that?” he asked in her ear.
“Um hmm.” Her voice sounded husky.
He ground his hips against hers, feeling the softness of her robe and her flesh beneath him. His focus over nursing her back to health was lost much quicker than he wanted, and he pulled away.
“Good. Now go eat.” He swatted her on the behind.
Offering him a mocking glare, she sat at the coffee table. “You don’t play fair.”
He sat, knowing he had to talk to her before he continued his seduction. What did the ring mean? “I need to ask you something, Deb. And I’m doing this because you asked me to. I’m having enough faith in you to tell me the truth.”
She looked at him as she swallowed a bite of bread. “Okay.”
“I want you to be honest. Whatever you say won’t affect my decision to help you with your parents, and if the answer is no, then we can go back to just being acquaintances who work for the same people.”
“What are you talking about, Zach?”
He looked at her closely, memorizing each navy speck in her sky-blue eyes. “Do you understand what I’m saying? No matter what you tell me, this feud between us is over, and I won’t ruin your parents’ faith in you.”
“Sure, but get to the point. You’re scaring me.”
“Don’t be scared. I simply need to know what this ring means.”
Deb gave him an irritated look. “Zach, is it not obvious?”
“I’m a man. I need it spelled out for me.”
She looked at him seriously and took his hand in hers, outlining his wedding band with her thumb. “It means I’d like to see if we can make it. I enjoy being with you and, from what you’ve said, you enjoy me too. I’d like for us to start living like this is a real marriage. But, so help me, if you make me pick up your dirty socks and underwear…” She grinned.
“So you’re not just doing this for the sake of the movie or your parents?”
“Absolutely not, and just to prove it to you, I’ll even do this…” She turned around on her knees and straddled him, his heart almost leaping out of his chest. Deb lowered her mouth and moved against him softly. He sat there, unsure if he should kiss her back or let her prove herself. But as her mouth pressed harder, he couldn’t take another second of not filling his hands with her skin.
Zach’s tongue plundered and explored and told of pent-up desires. They rocked together, breathed together, and touched each other. But mainly the kiss was a way of telling a truth words couldn’t express. Her fingers tunneled through his hair and pulled him back. She let go and grabbed his hand, placing his fingertips between her breasts.
“Do you feel me?” she asked.
Her heart thundered against his touch, and he took a deep breath to steady his overwhelming emotions.
“I can’t fake that.”
“No, you can’t,” he agreed.
“I think it’s safe to say I’m totally into you, Zach,” she whispered against his lips. They kissed again, and this time Zach pulled away when he started losing control.
“Well.” He exhaled, trying to catch his breath. “You’ve thwarted my plans to seduce you.”
“Honey,” Deb said as she climbed off of him and gave him a sexy grin. “I don’t beg, but just to make sure we’re clear, you’re officially released from your oath.”
Zach grinned. “It’s about time.”
Chapter 8
Deb had officially lost her mind somewhere between Los Angeles and New York. Kissing Zach let her defenses down, what little of them she still possessed. In the days since the kiss, ironically, she and Zach hadn’t spent much time together. Her father continued to pull Zach into countless games of chess, while Deb shopped and baked for the holidays.
Surprised by Zach’s choice to stay out of her
“Me, too.” He nibbled at her neck. He heard her soft intake of breath and continued. His lips closed around her satin flesh and suckled, swirling his tongue against her. She groaned and leaned her head back for more.
“You like that?” he asked in her ear.
“Um hmm.” Her voice sounded husky.
He ground his hips against hers, feeling the softness of her robe and her flesh beneath him. His focus over nursing her back to health was lost much quicker than he wanted, and he pulled away.
“Good. Now go eat.” He swatted her on the behind.
Offering him a mocking glare, she sat at the coffee table. “You don’t play fair.”
He sat, knowing he had to talk to her before he continued his seduction. What did the ring mean? “I need to ask you something, Deb. And I’m doing this because you asked me to. I’m having enough faith in you to tell me the truth.”
She looked at him as she swallowed a bite of bread. “Okay.”
“I want you to be honest. Whatever you say won’t affect my decision to help you with your parents, and if the answer is no, then we can go back to just being acquaintances who work for the same people.”
“What are you talking about, Zach?”
He looked at her closely, memorizing each navy speck in her sky-blue eyes. “Do you understand what I’m saying? No matter what you tell me, this feud between us is over, and I won’t ruin your parents’ faith in you.”
“Sure, but get to the point. You’re scaring me.”
“Don’t be scared. I simply need to know what this ring means.”
Deb gave him an irritated look. “Zach, is it not obvious?”
“I’m a man. I need it spelled out for me.”
She looked at him seriously and took his hand in hers, outlining his wedding band with her thumb. “It means I’d like to see if we can make it. I enjoy being with you and, from what you’ve said, you enjoy me too. I’d like for us to start living like this is a real marriage. But, so help me, if you make me pick up your dirty socks and underwear…” She grinned.
“So you’re not just doing this for the sake of the movie or your parents?”
“Absolutely not, and just to prove it to you, I’ll even do this…” She turned around on her knees and straddled him, his heart almost leaping out of his chest. Deb lowered her mouth and moved against him softly. He sat there, unsure if he should kiss her back or let her prove herself. But as her mouth pressed harder, he couldn’t take another second of not filling his hands with her skin.
Zach’s tongue plundered and explored and told of pent-up desires. They rocked together, breathed together, and touched each other. But mainly the kiss was a way of telling a truth words couldn’t express. Her fingers tunneled through his hair and pulled him back. She let go and grabbed his hand, placing his fingertips between her breasts.
“Do you feel me?” she asked.
Her heart thundered against his touch, and he took a deep breath to steady his overwhelming emotions.
“I can’t fake that.”
“No, you can’t,” he agreed.
“I think it’s safe to say I’m totally into you, Zach,” she whispered against his lips. They kissed again, and this time Zach pulled away when he started losing control.
“Well.” He exhaled, trying to catch his breath. “You’ve thwarted my plans to seduce you.”
“Honey,” Deb said as she climbed off of him and gave him a sexy grin. “I don’t beg, but just to make sure we’re clear, you’re officially released from your oath.”
Zach grinned. “It’s about time.”
Chapter 8
Deb had officially lost her mind somewhere between Los Angeles and New York. Kissing Zach let her defenses down, what little of them she still possessed. In the days since the kiss, ironically, she and Zach hadn’t spent much time together. Her father continued to pull Zach into countless games of chess, while Deb shopped and baked for the holidays.
Surprised by Zach’s choice to stay out of her
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