Deputy Grayson? He turned to stare down into those soft green eyes, his pulse ratcheting up. Yes, Miss Smith? Thank you. She touched his arm. And no matter what happens, I promise I'm not a bad person.She flung her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.... Warmth rushed through Nash and tingling spread from where Phoebe's lips had touched his cheek. He raised a hand to the spot and stared at the woman, a frown pulling his brows downward. He hadn't begun the day with the intent of finding a runaway bride stranded on the side of the road. Scenarios like that were only found in those unrealistic romance novels women liked reading.No. He hadn't asked for a kiss. But now that she'd done it, she couldn't undo it, and he couldn't unfeel it.
~ Elle James
