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Then he led her to the couch She’d never done it on a couch Or anywhere but a bed, co to have sex in a living room? What about the floor? The floor would bewell, she didn’t know Sex on the floor? Her? Honor Holland, the boring sister? Oh, Lordy, how did that even work? Would she get rug burn? Would he? What about--

"Sit Your feet "

She sat He slid off her shoe and rubbed her foot in those ht not have noticed if his hands weren’t so war it briskly, then looked up and sed his face from solemn to incredibly adorable

She didn’t realize she’d launched herself at hi him, and hell, it’d been what, almost two minutes, possibly more, since he’d last kissed her, and she missed it He landed on his back with an ooph, but she didn’t really care

"Hallo, what have we here?" he ainst his, dying to kiss him, taste him, feel him Her hands were in his hair, and he smelled like cold air and soap and tasted a little like whiskey, and , and look at her, practically straddling hi that generous, wonderful ht down into her boneher face in his hands "You sure you want to do this, love?" he whispered, and even though it was just a Britishish said, then" He grinned again, and he lowered histhat type was fantastic The whole night was strange and surreal--Brogan and the baby and then Tom, the quiet bar, the snow, the kiss, this house where she’d never been, and good God, the kissing! Those full, soft lips, so unlike any other kiss she’d ever had, giving and tes

She wasn’t the type, but hells yeah, she was doing a good ihs as she wrapped her legs around hiood, so solid and hard and male, co

His hand slipped between the the skin he exposed bit by bit, his entle Honor’s vision flashed, her breath shuddering out of her She tugged his shirt fro thick muscle and hot skin, and pulled his shirt over his head So from a silver chain around his neck

He pulled back a bit, looking down at her His own breath was ragged, and though his face had been gentle earlier, he now looked somewhatfearsome Down Under clenched at the word

"You’re lovely, you know," he said, s the hair off her forehead, and daht then and there Then he kissed her again, hot and deep and fierce, heavy on top of her, and she kissed hi the warm, hard expanse of his back, his heavy, corded aredly

"I’ainst her mouth Then she licked his full bottooddess, like she knew exactly what she was doing and didn’t have to think at all Like she was theinto her hair, his ers unhooked her bra, and his mouth followed the path of his hands

And Honor discovered she was most definitely that type, after all

CHAPTER EIGHT

TOM WOKE UP in s bringing a smile to his face before his eyes were open

Then his hand brushed so soft, and his eyes did open then

Honor Holland was sleeping on her stoht

Last night had beenunexpected Pretending to be her man in front of that wanker who’d broken her heart, hell, that was easy He owed her for the night they’d met, when he’d made damn sure she wouldn’t like him

The proble her sitting there, throbbing in pain once again because of Brolin or whatever his name was, Tom had wanted to make her feel better Flirted with her a bit, because a talent was a talent, let’s be honest

And then so lonely, he felt like he’d been punched in the chest by Iron Mike Tyson Funny, how a person could ignore so so effectively until so her to her car

When she kissed hih hi her hoht He was lonely Andfamily, maybe she was, too

Which was all fine and lovely, but now he had a nad woman in his bed, and aside from the obvious, he wasn’t sure what to do about that Or what to say when she woke

Taking care not to disturb her, he got out of bed, grabbed some jeans and a pullover and closed the bedroom door behind him

The kitchen was still a bit of a e Good He could offer Miss Holland breakfast if she was so inclined He’d have to clear off the table, though, because he’d set out the airplane reat planes of World War II Three years ago, he and Charlie had gone to an air show and seen one fly, and Tom had ordered the model the next day Finished, it would’ve been the sixth model they’d done He wondered what happened to the others

At any rate, the Stear for sides, theout in optimistic order Charlie was supposed to have coht that arner the kid’s interest Granted, the odds of that were the sa left in ter eternal, or so Charlie had a stomachache (a lie, no doubt) and didn’t want to coo’s, as the boisterous atmosphere of O’Rourke’s had seemed a bit much

Hence the hookup with Honor Holland Probably ill-advised

Still, a surprisingly fantastic shag was nothing to regret

And speaking of, he heard footsteps on the stairs She peeked into the kitchen, and he felt attraction sla," he said

She blushed Her clothes were rumpled, her hair disheveled The classic walk of shame if ever he’d seen it "Hi," she murmured

"Coffee?"

"Sure Thank you" He poured her a cup, and she took a sip Her hands were shaking slightly "How did you sleep?" she asked, and her cheeks grew pinker

"Very well And you?"

"Fine" She set the cup on the counter "Listen, Toht wasnot my typical, u? "Yet you seerinned

The blush spread to her neck "I’et the wrong i with slutty Froenerally"

He patted her on the shoulder "It was just a shag, Honor You picked h her hair and looked at the floor, and he felt a dart of regret sing through hi type, was she?

"I had a nice time," he said more seriously "I hope you did, as well"

Her cheeks practically gave off heat, they were so red "Mmm-hmm"

"Have a seat I can make you breakfast if you like"