and afraid he’d break her no-sex rule because damn, this kiss could be the perfect prelude to an amazing night between the sheets.
The sexy little sigh that escaped her when they both came up for air had him going back under for another one. This kiss was hotter, wetter, longer than he planned. She tasted so sweet, like passionate, delicious woman and he never wanted to stop. Just keep on kissing her until the both of them were spinning, spiraling out of control.
But he promised he wouldn’t let it go that far. And he wasn’t about to break his promise to Chloe. He needed to do right by her. If her friend Alison knew what he was doing, she’d flip. Probably reveal his dirty little secret, too.
Damn scary. He needed to come clean and soon. Though he wasn’t motivated purely by guilt. Being with Chloe, having her in his arms, kissing her…it definitely wasn’t a hardship. He liked this woman.
Probably too much.
She murmured his name, her hand tentatively brushing his jaw, her thumb smoothing over his skin. Her innocent touch sent his senses reeling, his body hardening, and he took the kiss even deeper.
He wanted to drive her out of his system. Just purge her so he wouldn’t be so damn compelled to do this every time he was near her.
“So do you think we’re compatible?” she asked breathlessly, long, long minutes later.
His breathing ragged, he nodded. Swallowed, tried to calm his racing heart. “Fuck yeah, we are.”
She laughed and kissed him again. This one quick and sweet and heady enough that he cupped the side of her face to keep her there, wanting more. Always wanting more. “I think so, too,” she whispered against his mouth.
“Good.” He kissed her. “Let’s do this again soon.” He sounded eager and for once, he didn’t care.
“Tomorrow?” she asked hopefully.
“Definitely.”
Chapter Seven
“What’s going on between you and my brother?”
Chloe avoided Jane’s question, pretended that she was concentrating on her friend’s Mexican honeymoon photos she was showing Chloe on her iPad, a wedding gift from her husband. Her friend was so happy and terrifically spoiled.
Chloe figured Jane deserved every bit of happiness. She’d suffered much to finally find it again. She couldn’t begrudge her this, ever. “The resort you were at looks amazing.”
“I know. It was.” Jane propped her elbow on the edge of the dining table and rested her chin on her fist. “It was the most amazing vacation I’ve ever had.”
“I bet.” Chloe raised a brow.
Jane’s cheeks turned pink. “Stop. I’m a married woman now—I have no business being embarrassed. And besides, you’re avoiding my question.”
It was Chloe’s turn for her cheeks to turn pink. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You and my brother. Rumors are going around town, you know. About you and Cam.” Jane shook her head, clearly surprised.
Chloe barely restrained from rolling her eyes. “Why does this town love to gossip so much?”
“Because there’s nothing much else to talk about around here,” Jane pointed out. “Trust me, been there, done that. They loved speculating on my relationship with Chris.”
“I remember.” Chloe wished she could talk to Jane about what was happening between her and Cam. But she knew her friend wouldn’t get it. Jane would just worry she’d get her heart broken. “We’re just friends. Kind of.”
“Kind of? You’re either seeing him or not. I always figured you looked at him these days like a rude big brother. You know, exactly how I feel about him,” Jane said.
Chloe wanted to laugh. The feelings she had for Cam were the complete opposite of brotherly. “Not really,” she muttered.
“So it’s true. You’re dating Cam.” Jane shook her head. “I can’t believe it.”
“Why?” Why was it so hard for anyone to fathom they could be a couple? Not that they were, not really.
Cam had kept his word, as had she. They spent time together,
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