Part 37 (1/2)

”What are you doing here?” she asked.

”Making sure you got home okay,” he told her. ”And trying to figure out what has you so spooked.”

”I'm not spooked. I'm not anything. I'm tired. It's late. I had a good time and then I left.”

He grabbed her arm, pulled her hard against him and lowered his mouth close to hers.

”I don't think it's that at all,” he said, right before he kissed her.

CHAPTER TEN.

PENNY FULLY INTENDED to protest, right up until his lips touched hers. But the second she felt the warm heat, the soft pressure, wanting exploded inside of her. Powerful s.e.xual need blocked anything close to common sense. She gave herself up to the kiss and knew she would have to deal with the consequences later.

Instinctively, she tilted her head, parting her mouth even before he asked her to. But instead of responding as he should, and plunging inside, he continued to kiss her chastely, nibbling on her lower lip before flicking his tongue against her upper lip without actually doing anything more.

Okay, he was being a gentleman. Under most circ.u.mstances, that was a good thing. She decided to give him a few more hints. She wrapped both arms around him and pressed her body against his. Her stomach made it hard for her to rub her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his chest, but she rounded her shoulders and kind of leaned in so that he would get the message.

Or not, she thought several seconds later when he'd done little more than kiss her like a brother and rest his hands on her shoulders.

”What's wrong with you?” she asked as she drew back. ”Why are you here?”

He reached up and tucked her hair behind her right ear. ”I'm seducing you.”

Seducing? With those chaste little bird kisses? ”I don't think so. If this is about what Edouard said, you can forget it. I don't need mercy s.e.x.”

He had the nerve to grin at her. ”Actually, you do, but I'm interested in more than that.”

She wasn't sure what to do. On the one hand, she longed for physical intimacy, to touch and be touched. That part of her relations.h.i.+p with Cal had always worked extremely well. But there were complications. Not only the fact that she worked with him and that they had once been married, but also how she looked.

”This is dumb,” she said and started for the garage.

He followed her up to the entrance to the house and pushed the b.u.t.ton to close the garage door. ”No, it's not,” he said. ”I want you, Penny, and I think you want me. What's dumb about that?”

His words made her knees go weak, even as she glanced down at her stomach and panicked.

”There's the whole baby thing,” she said.

”We'll be careful.” He opened the door of the house and pushed her inside. ”You can tell me what to do. You like doing that.”

”There's not a safety issue, if that's what you mean,” she said as she dropped her purse onto the table in the hallway and turned to face him. ”But there are other things.”

He stepped forward and rested his hands on her stomach. ”You mean the fact that you're so beautiful, you practically glow? Or maybe you're talking about your b.r.e.a.s.t.s, which are much bigger than I remember.”

She couldn't help smiling. ”You've noticed?”

”I've obsessed.”

”Really?”

He nodded. ”Especially before I knew you were pregnant. I couldn't figure out what you'd done to make them bigger.”