Page 146 of Unexpected Entanglement

“Please, let me explain.”

When she still wouldn’t stop, Chris took a desperate measure. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into whatever room they passed by.

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“What are you doing?” Rowan screeched as Chris slammed the door shut behind them.

Chris backed her into the door, let his instinct take over, and covered her mouth with his before she could launch into a tirade.

“Ow!” He recoiled sharply. The damn woman bit his lower lip—not in a fun, sexy way, but in a painful way.

“You deserve that,” Rowan snapped, clearly incensed, before snatching him by the shirt and kissed him back. Hard.

Chris sank into her, pressing her against the door, weaving his hands through her hair. She tasted like limeade, all tangy and sweet—just what a man needed on a hot, sunny day. He eagerly drank her in, their tongues meeting and tangling in a passionate tussle. He’d prefer to battle it this way if they had to fight.

Feeling for the doorknob just by her hips, Chris locked the door.

Rowan abruptly grabbed his face and broke their kiss. “This doesn’t change things. I’m going home.”

“Uh-huh.” Chris nodded and dove in again to her inviting mouth. His hand on her hip pulled up the skirt of her dress. “Is that why you dressed up for me?”

Rowan pulled away from his mouth, opening her jaw for him to explore. “I didn’t dress for you.” She ran her hands down his sides and rounded to his ass.

“I like it,” he said against her throat as his fingers found the hem of her panties at the top of her thigh and ran the tip ofhis thumb along the underside of it. He felt her shudder as he caressed her sensitive skin. “Easy access.”

“Goddammit. How are you doing this to me every time?” She cursed, frustration in her voice.

“Don’t you get it? We do this to each other,” Chris said, hoping she understood this thing between them wasn’t just heat. Heat sizzled out. But what they had lit brighter each time they connected.

“Stop,” she asked. “I can’t think straight when you touch me.”

Chris reluctantly pulled back his rising desire and placed his hands on safer ground, and stepped back. Some things shouldn’t be discussed during a tumble of passion.

“Don’t go, Rowan,” he asked.

“I did what I came to do.” She adjusted her dress with shaky hands.

“You didn’t come all the way here just to return the ring,” Chris insisted. “Or to yell at my father.”

Chris smiled as the image of Rowan confronting George Sullens flashed in his mind again. “Bravo, by the way.”

“He was an ass,” she scoffed.

“That’s why I love you,” Chris said with a huge grin.

Her gaze sharpened as she locked eyes with him.

“You have more guts than most people I know. I’ve known many strong women, but none is quite like you,” he said.

“Sorry,” Rowan took a step toward him. “What did you say?”

Chris raised an eyebrow. “Which part?”

She glared at him, her mouth a thin line. “The first part.”

“Oh, the I love you part?” he asked.

Rowan’s mouth opened as if she was about to say something, but it closed again. She lifted a hand as if she was about to make a point, but she just stared at him.

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