“I didn’t come out here to talk,” I admitted. He inched closer. “Why did you then?” “To find something to take my mind off everything up there.” I jerked my head in the direction of the house. His gaze turned curious. “Something, or someone?” The light pressure of his fingers encouraged me to step into him. I could have moved back but I didn’t want to. I stepped closer. Closer than was polite. So close my nipples touched his chest. They hardened instantly. “Someone,” I whispered.
