Abby had no idea how to make him do anything, so she gently pressed her lips to his again, hoping to cajole him into talking.

“That’s the best you can do?”

“Are you enjoying this?” she asked testily. Did he have any idea how much courage it had taken for her to kiss him in the first place?

“Oh yeah. Very much so. The seep of cold, wet sand at my back and warm, soft woman at my front… What’s not to enjoy?”

“Do you want me to get off you?”

“Absolutely not.”

His smile was contagious. “Are you going to tell me what I want to know?”

“Are you going to kiss me like you mean it?”

“Will that get me the information I want?”

“You’ll have to do it to find out.”

“You drive a hard bargain, Mr. McCarthy.”

He tilted his hips suggestively, pressing his erection against her belly. “Very hard.”

Knowing he was turned on and that she’d done that to him filled her with confidence as she tipped her head and brought her lips down on his again, this time keeping her mouth slightly open. She slid her lips over his, back and forth several times until his arms tightened around her. On the next pass, she dabbed her tongue lightly over his bottom lip, drawing a groan from him.

“Abby,” he gasped. “Stop teasing me.”

“Is that what I’m doing?”

“You know you are.”

She smiled at him, enjoying the teasing. Had kissing ever been so fun? Not that she could recall. There was something to be said for playful fun that had nothing to do with building something that might—or might not—last forever. This was about right now, right here, and it felt pretty damned good.

Abby decided to show him some mercy, kissing him again like she meant it this time, sending her tongue into his mouth to tease and flirt. For the longest time, she wondered if he was going to respond in kind. And then his hand was in her hair, anchoring her to him as he rolled them over, taking control of the kiss.

Her world was reduced to the cocoon of his body sheltering hers from the sunlight. It didn’t matter that they were making out in the middle of the day in a place where they might be seen by anyone. It didn’t matter that he was Grant’s brother or that they were nursing broken hearts. All of that faded away as he took possession of her mouth in sweeping, passionate kisses that had her pressing against him intimately, asking for more.

Their tongues met and mated in an erotic dance that made her nipples tighten, wishing he would notice them.

He pulled back from her abruptly, staring down at her with a dazed look on his face. “Wow.”

She couldn’t seem to look at anything other than his sexy mouth. “Yeah, wow.”