Carter sure knows how to lay it on thick, "you've improved with age," he said, his tone low and amused. "Like a fine wine." The boy sure is damn cocky, "second of all. You might have been my first, but I wasn't that much of a sap. You didn't take me, I took you." Heat cascaded through her at the seductive growl, which made her even more aware of the muscled thigh pressing against her hip." He likes to give ultimatums, "take them off, or I rip them off." He let his gaze drift to the delicate red lace. "Your call, but they look pricey." Sometimes the boy sure asks dumb questions when it comes to Gina's feelings and what she might be thinking, "what's the matter? Is it the panties?" Cater asked, then reached for the hotel phone. 'Don't sweat it. I'll order you a new pair." The boy is always in prime working order in the morning:
"Well, now sugar. That's just a natural male reaction to waking up beside a beautiful..." The suggestive comment drifted to a halt as he squinted into the sunlight, then jerked to a sitting position and thrust a hand through his hair. "Damn it, what time it is?"
"About ten, at a conservative estimate." He swore, whipped back the sheet and jumped out of bed, protective hands cupping his morning erection as he raced to the dresser.
I loved this book and I loved Carter, once the boy came to his senses.
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