Those were the kind of eyes that a woman could drown in, and she would do it happily.
His lips... they were pillowy.
The kind of lips you just can’t help but want to devour, and you’ll live to have them all over your skin.
And that beard... I would have given anything to have felt how soft it was right between my thighs...
Lila Rae Durant.
Have you lost your mind?
Obviously, I have.
Because I was also imagining that tall, built, muscled body atop mine.
Moving over me, dangerously, gloriously.
Oh. Fuck.
Shaking my head, I took in the two teens who were at his side.
Oh. My. Stars.
They had to be the cutest things on this earth I had ever seen.
Both of them looked identical to their dad, but both of them had dark mahogany hair.
No doubt from their mother.
And I didn’t even try to hide the fact that my eyes had trailed down his left arm.
Right to that very important finger.
And at the absence of a ring, well, that didn’t mean anything.
Did it?
I knew a few people who were happily married and had forgone wearing wedding bands.
Lila Rae.
Stop it.
Just then, the kids moved further into the house. I gasped, which caught their attention. I asked, “Girl! Is that the top from Glitter and Lace?”
The girl beamed at me and nodded.
I winked at her, “You pull it off a lot better than that mannequin did.”
She timidly walked over and said, “Love your top.”
I looked down at it and smiled.
I had gotten this top on sale a few months ago.
It was a deep sage green that wrapped around my breasts and tied just off to the left.
Leaving the parts that weren’t tight to my skin to billow just right.
