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“You know you’re safe with me, Bliss,” he
stated in a calm tone.
“I know very little about you, Major
Stark other than you are a surprisingly good dancer.”
“Surprisingly? Did you not think I could
dance? And how’d you know I was a Major?”
“Aside from the tags on your car? Tom
called to let me know he wasn’t coming but you were. And
let’s just say I was pleasantly amazed by how well you
danced.”
They entered Seville and Erich drove to a
restaurant and parked the car. She remained there until
he walked around and opened the door for her.
“Well, I’ll be sure to pass that along to
my mama, who I am sure will think I’m full of manure.”
She couldn’t stop the chuckle from
escaping. “Wouldn’t want that now would we? I’ll tell
her for you.”
“You’d do that for me?” He leaned in
close. “Well hell, Bliss, I think you may just like me a
little bit.”
“You’re not as bad as you first came
across as.” She licked her bottom lip and held his gaze
in the light from the parking lot. Heat flared in his
eyes as he moved them from her eyes to her lips and back
up again. “But, I wouldn’t say I like you.”
Closer he moved. His head blocking out
the light. “No? What about attracted to?” His heat and
scent wove around her.
Her heart pounded so hard she wondered
could he hear it. “And if I say yes? What happens?”
“You have to say yes first,” he uttered
on a whisper.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Bliss bit on her lower lip and shuddered when he stepped
closer and she could feel the hardness from his torso
touching her thin shirt. This time the whimper couldn’t
be contained. Her lids felt heavy and she was mesmerized
by his eyes and the myriad of emotions which swirled in
them. Bliss couldn’t think straight. All her synapses
were misfiring.
“Bliss,” he murmured his mouth a
hairsbreadth from hers.
“Yes,” she said on a sigh.
Erich kissed her. Her world shifted and
the ground moved under her feet. Fire didn’t just
spread; it exploded up from within her reaching
throughout her body. His lips were warm and moved over
hers with masterful precision. He slid a hand around her
back and cupped her neck and head as the other one
landed upon one hip. Light touches with his tongue
slipped along her lips before he sought entrance.
Bliss opened with a sigh. He began to
explore the recess of her mouth. Thorough but gentle.
Erich tasted better than he smelled, and she didn’t know
that was possible. She trembled from the force of the
sensations streaming through her. Reaching up with her
hands she laid them against the solid muscle of his
chest. His heart pounded beneath her palm and she
pressed closer.
He ended the kiss slowly, drawing out her
lower lip before it was over. Erich stared at her, his
eyes smoky with passion and the fingers at the back of
her skull were driving her crazy with the light circles
he made. Not that the hand on her hip helped her brain
make sense of anything. Okay,
I’ll officially call his touch intoxicating and mind
numbing.
“I’ve wanted to do since you ran into me
at Atlantis,” he whispered.
Her belly began doing that strange
flipping thing again. “Is that so?”
He nuzzled the hair by her ear. “So. Come
on, I owe you a dinner.”
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