I felt heat shooting to my cheeks this time. Luke still stood as if frozen in place, and then he slowly brought his finger to his mouth and pressed it against his own lips, as if he were tasting my mouth with his own. The sensuality of it sparked the heat racing down to an area approximately in the center of my new silk panties.
Gotta go, gotta go, my rational side said.
Wanna come, wanna come, the rest of me said.
I stuffed Luke’s card in my bag and took off, almost running, down the sidewalk. I definitely didn’t have time to get flustered over a case of the lusts for some guy who was only in town for two weeks.
What could it hurt, though, really? my rational side said.
“Traitor,” I muttered, as I shoved my way through the crowds and considered my worthless lunch hour. I hadn’t bought any presents, and now I was going to be late for the afternoon staff meeting.
Deck the freakin’ halls.