RBM 2018 5 | Page 70

Series Spotlight and Excerpt
“Now, let’s suppose he pushes you to the ground…” Connor said, hooking his foot
around hers.
She didn’t fall because he lowered her gently and followed her down, pinning her
knife hand above her head. His knees came down on either side of her hips, and his bare
chest came parallel to hers.
Not a single alarm went off in Jenna’s mind, because it wasn’t intimidating at all.
Just…good. Solid. Snug and secure. Her body was all achy, though, and her lips yearned
for his.
“So you need to consider your options,” he said in a slightly hoarse voice.
Oh, she was considering her options, all right. Like using her free hand to guide his
head down and get those hungry lips within reach.
His mouth opened and closed. A bead of sweat slid down his brow. That tic started
up in his right cheek exactly as it had the night they’d kissed.
“Am I doing this right?” she mumbled, running her free hand along his ribs.
Connor closed his eyes and held perfectly still. “Too right,” he rasped.
Good. Then she’d do it a little more.
“I found a problem,” she whispered, tilting her head so that her hair swung away
from her eyes.
“What problem?” His gaze dropped to her lips.
“What if I don’t want to get free?”
His nostrils flared, and he lowered his body until his chest rested on hers. Most of
the weight was on his arms, making his biceps bulge.
“That is a problem,” he rumbled. “Especially since I don’t want to let you go.”
© Anna Lowe 2018