Want to play baseball?’” she asked. Shane’s eyes opened, and he stopped stroking her hair. “What?’” “First base,’” she said. “You’re already there. ’” “I’m not running the bases. ’” “Well, you could at least steal second. ’” “Jeez, Claire. I used to distract myself with sports stats at times like these, but now you’ve gone and ruined it.
He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane’s solid, very human warmth. His arms went around her, and he touched his lips lightly to the back of her neck. “How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we’ve had?” “I sweat perfume. Like all girls.
She was staring at you. ’’ ‘‘What can I say? Irresistible. ’’ ‘‘Shane, it’s not funny. I just—you should be careful. ’’ ‘‘Always am. ’’ Which was an absolute lie. Shane’s eyes fixed on hers, and she felt a burst of heat inside that crept up to burn in her cheeks. He smiled slowly. ‘‘Jealous?’’ ‘‘Maybe. ’’ ‘‘No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.