Tuesday Teaser ~ Delay of Game

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He took off his hat, raked a hand through his hair, and replaced it. “Which floor?”

She walked to the elevator bay with him close behind, dwarfing her. “Sixth,” she said, pushing the button once they’d stepped in. When the fans came hurrying after him, she watched him stop them all with a look.

“You seem to have that look of death down to an art form.” She crossed her arms and rested against the wall.

“I spent time with them; they don’t know when to quit. Push and I get pissed.”

She almost smiled. “I see.”

He turned and had her blocked in within seconds. She held her breath, waiting for him to make a decision to either kiss her or back away. The crooked bend in his nose, indicative of having been broken at least once, took him from being too beautiful and landed him square in the ruggedly sexy arena.

“I want to kiss you.”

His breath had a hint of mint and something else. Whatever it was, she longed to know if the taste would be as tantalizing.

“What’s the problem? I didn’t say no.”

“The fact—” he tugged on a curl by her right temple— “I don’t know if I’d be able to stop.”

Heat pooled between her legs, and she fought the urge to squeeze them together. She skimmed her tongue over her teeth and smoothed one hand along his chest. “Do you hear me saying for you to stop?”

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