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Chapters (68)
  1. Biding Time
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-One
  37. Chapter Thirty-Two
  38. Chapter Thirty-Three
  39. Chapter Thirty-Four
  40. Chapter Thirty-Five
  41. Chapter Thirty-Six
  42. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  45. Chapter Forty
  46. Chapter Forty-One
  47. Chapter Forty-Two
  48. Chapter Forty-Three
  49. Chapter Forty-Four
  50. Chapter Forty-Five
  51. Chapter Forty-Six
  52. Chapter Forty-Seven
  53. Chapter Forty-Eight
  54. Chapter Forty-Nine
  55. Chapter Fifty
  56. Chapter Fifty-One
  57. Chapter Fifty-Two
  58. Chapter Fifty-Three
  59. Chapter Fifty-Four
  60. Chapter Fifty-Five
  61. Chapter Fifty-Six
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. Other Titles by Lyn Gardner
  64. Going on Red
  65. Choices
  66. Born Out of Wedlock
  67. Give Me A Reason
  68. Mistletoe

Bennett slowly drank in the view of Lisa’s toned calves and muscled thighs, and when her eyes settled on the firm curves of the woman’s bottom, they remained there for a very long moment before moving upward. From Lisa’s gracile waist to a neck, swanlike and poised, Bennett memorized every inch of skin she could see before she tossed aside her washcloth.

Lisa slanted her head back again, luxuriating in the water streaming over her, and when Bennett’s nipples brushed against her back, every neuron Lisa owned, fired. “Well, hello there.”

“Hello yourself,” Bennett whispered, kissing Lisa on the shoulder. “Feel better now?”

“I have a feeling I’m going to feel a whole lot better in a minute,” Lisa said, licking her lips.

Bennett brushed aside the curtain of blonde wet silk. “Are you saying I should stop?” she murmured into Lisa’s neck.

“Not on your life,” Lisa said, resting her head back on Bennett.

Bennett nuzzled Lisa’s neck, lightly kissing, sucking, and licking her way upward. When she reached Lisa’s ear, Bennett gently nibbled the lobe, and Lisa’s moan was all Bennett had to hear. She ran the tip of her tongue around Lisa’s ear before she returned to the pulsing hollow of Lisa’s neck, and then Bennett started all over again.

Lisa squirmed, and Bennett smiled into her next kiss before dialing down the spray. She adjusted the water temperature slightly hotter, assuring that the mist that continued to fall would keep them warm even though she doubted they needed its heat any longer.

There was no need to rush, and Bennett moved slowly as she wrapped her arms around Lisa’s waist. Her mouth lingered on Lisa’s neck, her lips like a feather against skin soft and damp, and no amount of water could extinguish the trail of fire Bennett left behind.

Bennett’s right hand lazily traveled south while her left drifted to the north to cup one splendidly plump breast. She fondled the yielding flesh, and scissoring her fingers around the pebbled nipple, she massaged the swollen mound again and again, kneading and squeezing until Lisa’s breathing could be heard over the hiss of the mist. Bennett smiled again.