The Price of Indiscretion
The Price of Indiscretion
“It was a hard, angry kiss. Her hands on either side of his jaw threatened to “cider-press” his face. Her lips were pursed together.
And yet he liked it, because it showed that kisses still meant something to her. At one time, he’d thought they were the most honest part about her, and the same seemed true today. From this kiss, he could tell he’d hit a nerve.
She ended the kiss by pushing him away. “You can go now.”
He wasn’t about to leave.
“You kiss like you’ve been practicing with your pillow...,” he said.
It took a moment for the meaning of his words to sink in and when it did, her temper ignited. He could watch it flare in those expressive eyes of hers.
What he should have been watching was her hand.
It came up and slapped him so hard, his head turned. Miranda might not have passed the last ten years kissing, but she had, apparently, spent them chopping wood. There was true muscle behind her punch.
Alex lightly touched his jaw. “Your right arm would make a pugilist proud.”MoreLess
And yet he liked it, because it showed that kisses still meant something to her. At one time, he’d thought they were the most honest part about her, and the same seemed true today. From this kiss, he could tell he’d hit a nerve.
She ended the kiss by pushing him away. “You can go now.”
He wasn’t about to leave.
“You kiss like you’ve been practicing with your pillow...,” he said.
It took a moment for the meaning of his words to sink in and when it did, her temper ignited. He could watch it flare in those expressive eyes of hers.
What he should have been watching was her hand.
It came up and slapped him so hard, his head turned. Miranda might not have passed the last ten years kissing, but she had, apparently, spent them chopping wood. There was true muscle behind her punch.
Alex lightly touched his jaw. “Your right arm would make a pugilist proud.”MoreLess
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