“Rune.” His thumb brushed across her knuckles. “I would like to come in, but I promised to go slow with you.” Lifting her hand, he kissed the sensitive part of her wrist, making her shiver. “And if I step through that door tonight, I’m afraid I won’t keep my word.” A wild feeling swept through Rune. She didn’t want him to keep his word. She wanted him to take her upstairs. This instant. “Good night, Miss Winters.”
