“There’s nothing probable about it,” Chris agreed. “But I can’t say I regret it.”
“Neither can I.” Her eyes studied his face. “But this should be a one-time thing. I’m sure we’ve worked whatever that was out of our systems.”
“It’s called lust, honey.” Chris snickered.
“Whatever.” She bit her lip to stop herself from grinning. “So you agree?”
“About what?”
“That we shouldn’t do this again.”
Chris nodded and distractedly said, “We probably shouldn’t.” But his gaze roamed down her body as he realized he hadn’t taken the time to admire her curves. His eyes didn’t go past her breasts, looking enticingly full and begging to be touched.
He swallowed and tried to push down the desire rising inside him again. Forcing his eyes back to Rowan’s face, he found her studying his body with the same fiery glint that got them in trouble in the first place.
“Stop looking at me like that,” he warned.
“Or what?” she asked.
“Or I have to devour you again.” Chris tucked her hair behind her ear. “And this time, I’ll take my time to touch every inch of you. For a small woman, there’s a lot of you to explore.”
With the back of his fingers, he caressed her cheek and trailed them down her neck to her shoulder while his eyes stayed on her face.
“Your skin’s so soft,” he murmured as he continued his fingers’ journey down to caress the side of her breast. A small gasp escaped her as they barely grazed the tip.
“I didn’t get to give your glorious breasts the attention they deserve,” he told her and flicked a thumb over the nipple.
Rowan squirmed in place, but she didn’t pull away or tell him to stop.
“But you’re right. We shouldn’t.” Chris pulled his hand away, but Rowan grabbed it.
“Maybe we make today a free day,” she suggested.
“What do you mean?”
“Meaning anything goes today.”
“Today?”
“Alex and Oliver are out all day,” she reasoned
Chris nodded. “And what’s gonna happen tomorrow?”
“We go back to normal.”
Chris was doubtful they could go back to normal. Not after he knew how it felt to be inside of her. He’d known passion. He’d known lust. This unexpected craving his body had for her was something else altogether. He wasn’t sure what it was. He doubted one day would be enough for him.
But today was all she offered. And Chris would take anything Rowan was offering.
Chris pushed himself off the bed and scooped her up into his arms. Rowan looped her arms around his shoulders.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“My room. I’m not going to make love to you for the rest of the day on a tarp-covered bed.”
Rowan smiled and kissed him. “Just today.”
“I’m yours for the day.”