“You bring out the
bad girl in me. I forgot how much I liked it.”
If he shoved her
panties to the side, she’d let him grope her there in the reception
room. He resisted the urge to go too far and moved her dress to
repair her modesty. “You’re good at being bad.” With the pads of his
fingers, he stroked down the length of her leg and caressed her
ankle. The crimson polish on her toes glittered in the fluorescent
light. “You always did like bare feet.”
Her voice dropped to
the husky purr he hadn’t heard in a long time. “My stilettos pinched
my toes. Bare is more comfortable.”
“I’m glad you came
back.” The old feelings welled in his brain, reminding him how he
hadn’t stopped loving her. Ever. “You aren’t the same girl who
walked out of here three years ago. Not really. I want to discover
all the ways you’ve grown.”
“You’ve changed,
too.” The husky tone of her voice trailed up his spine. Jenna traced
the line of his lapel with her finger. “More poetic, less gruff. And
you shaved.” For the first time since she’d set foot on the tarmac,
she smiled. “I like the changes. They work on you.” She murmured in
his ear, “I wouldn’t have stopped you if you kept going.”
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