The Wharf. Carol Ericson
brush against Ryan again.
When she’d accidentally mushed her breast against his biceps, she had nearly melted into a puddle. Of course, her chest had done a bunch of mushing against his when he’d carried her out of the sauna, and she’d been wearing a lot less then, but she’d been half out of it and hadn’t yet formed this powerful attraction to him.
She rubbed the back of her neck as Ryan clicked on another possible suspect.
He swung his head toward her. “Are you tired?”
“My neck and shoulders are tight. I already put in a few hours of computer time this afternoon.”
“Why don’t you go stretch out on the bed? If anything looks promising, I’ll call you over.”
Her gaze darted to the bed and back to the computer. What would be worse, lying on a bed in the same room as Ryan or continuing to sit inches away from his hard body, inhaling his fresh, masculine scent?
She pushed back from the desk so fast her chair tipped back.
“Whoa.” Ryan caught it and righted it.
She scurried to the bed, dragged the pillows from beneath the bedspread and punched them into position. Then she hopped onto the bed, her head sinking against the pile of pillows.
“Let me know if you find anything, and help yourself to the mini-bar.”
He hunched over the laptop and continued tapping and clicking.
Good move. Her head began clearing once she was out of the Ryan realm. Without all his manliness parked next to her and invading her senses, her muscles relaxed and her breathing deepened. The sounds from the computer became hypnotic and she closed her eyes.
Rough fingertips dabbled against her cheek and she burrowed into the pillows, a smile curving her lips.
“Kacie?”
“Mmm.” Warmth spread through her body and she felt safe, like the first time her foster parents brought her home.
She rolled to her side and flung out her arm. Her hand hit an immovable object, and she peeled open one eye.
Perching on the edge of the bed, Ryan smiled at her. “You dozed off.”
She opened her other eye, noticed her hand resting against his thigh and snatched it back. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her body, bringing her knees to her chest.
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