Chris closed the distance between the two of them, almost pressing his chest against hers. “I’ve dreamed about you for a long time, Leah. My dreams have not been pure of thought.”
Breathless, she confessed, “Mine too.”
“You don’t say.” He cupped her face and brushed his thumb over her lower lip. “Any objections to me kissing you?”
The words were music to her ears. A tingling fever exploded out of every nerve ending in her body. Moisture pooled between her legs. She was eager to feel his lips on hers. Truth be honest, she was eager to feel a hell of a lot more than that.