“ He shushed her, laughing. “I’d like to be that spider, if that woman was you. ”
My ex wants to come and rescue me.’‘Too late! I already rescued you. Who does this guy think he is?
~ Brynn Kelly
The kiss wasn’t a buildup to something else; it wasn’t a promise of more to come – it couldn’t be. Just a sweet, sad acknowledgment that this was something beautiful that could never be.
How good would Flynn be in bed – a real bed, with crisp, clean sheets? She’d seen and handled enough of his body to create a solid mental picture of him naked. Very solid. Honed, strong, with a dusting of blond hair on his tanned chest and maybe a few tattoos. Long muscular legs, a sculpted butt, a narrow waist sliding into a broad back that would undulate under her fingers as he moved against her.
It’s your hero complex, isn’t it? You should see someone about that.” “Right after I get my head examined.
