Switch (Landry Family #3)

by Adriana Locke

“You were making a point today.” Graham takes the final step to close the distance between us, our chests nearly touching. “Point. Made.” I gasp a quick breath. “Now it’s my turn to make a fucking point.” With that, his lips cover mine and I melt into his arms.

“Eyes, Mallory. Open. There’s no visualizing shit but me right now.”

He roughs his hand down his face before reaching for my hand and leading me to a set of French doors. He slides them open and we step out onto a patio. The air is chilly and I shiver. He immediately pulls me into his side and runs his hand up and down my arm. “We can go back in,” he offers.

With a shaky hand, I unclasp the back and throw it at him. He catches it and presses it to his face.

boob sweat

Picking up Mallory’s roller ball, I roll it onto my forearm and breathe in the scent of lavender. I’m sure it’s less to do with the oil itself and more to do with the woman that gave it to me, but as soon as fragrance hits my nose, my frustration starts to melt away.

“out here last time, didn’t we?” “Last time was different.” “Why?” He grins. “Last time you weren’t mine.”