They would need to continue sharing the kitchen. They’d also be part of the extended family on the farm.
Messing it up would be too easy.
Better to keep her heart and hands to herself.
Fritter stood and kneaded his paws into Mara’s thighs, bringing her attention back to reality. She’d have to save those fantasies for bedtime.
She ran her hands over the cat, giving herself time to settle while she double-checked for injuries. If something hurt, he would probably react.
How would Seth react if she offered to run her hands over him?
Stop. She needed to stop.
Fritter rubbed his head against her hand, and then his entire body into hers.
Seth made a slight sound that had her looking up to find those eyes locked on hers again. The previous warmth had morphed into heat. Heat that sizzled across the room and had her body tingling in the very best places.
His eyes tracked to her hands on the cat, to where Fritter snuggled into her breasts, to her mouth, and to her eyes.
Her body threatened to combust right there. Her heart raced, and her fingers trembled in Fritter’s fur.
Then the cat mewled loudly and shoved off her lap.
He pushed hard enough to make her wince, and it broke the moment. Seth blinked slowly, then moved to add more tuna in the dish for Fritter.
When he rose, he blew out a soft breath, then turned to offer his hand to pull her to her feet. She hadn’t risen herself because she’d been frozen, dealing with the intense attraction, and trying to control her hormones.
Her fingers continued to tremble as she reached for his hand. She tried to offer a smile as thanks, but her lips trembled too.
Was desire going to shatter her into pieces?
Seth’s warm hand engulfed hers, and shivers covered her body. Even her toes reacted to the touch.
When she gained her feet, nothing short of a natural disaster could have stopped her forward movement. Instead of forcing herself to stop, she went with the motion until she was right in his space.
Her breasts almost touched that muscular chest. Her breath mingled with his as she looked up.
His hand spasmed, gripping hers more tightly. His gaze moved between her eyes and her mouth. Back again.
She brought her other hand up to rest on his t-shirt. His heart galloped beneath the soft material.
“You sure?”
Yep, that rumble of his did amazing things to her body. Shivers consumed her, and she leaned into his strength with a nod. “I’m sure.”
Then his lips brushed hers, soft as a dusting of icing sugar, yet the touch was like an electric shock.
Mara rose on her toes and pressed her lips to his in return.
Seth muttered a curse, then his mouth crashed onto hers.
She looped her hands around his neck, pulling herself even closer.
His hands gripped her hips and yanked her up and closer yet.
His erection ground into her body, and she whimpered into the kiss.
The man kissed as if he’d been trained in that, too. He explored her mouth, enticing her tongue into a duel, then pressed soft touches to her lips, her cheeks, up to her ear.
