Chapter 46

• He grabbed the cup out of her hand and she immediately held the wet fabric away from her body, but her bra was soaked and the heat of the coffee burned her delicate skin.
• “Here,” Barry said, holding a cold wet cloth against her chest.
• She sucked in a breath, partly because of the cold against her overheated skin and partly because he was practically fondling her boobs (not that she was complaining), and caught a whiff of his spicy scent. She looked up at him and caught him staring down the gaping neckline of her shirt, his eyes darkening, and her pulse kicked into high gear.