“So you like all the parts.” My breath stalls in my lungs when he sweeps his hand down the outside of my thigh, making me quiver. “Only your parts.” His smile is soft. Intimate. “I guess I’m a Ruby man.” Oh my God. He shouldn’t say things like that. My heart is soaring out of my chest and my head is filled with all sorts of ridiculous thoughts. Like what we share could turn into something real, which is impossible. I need to keep this moment light. Sexy.
