Lynette scooted next to Ty so their arms touched. She pointed to Polaris with her opposite hand. “Ursa Minor is the easiest to find. It comes straight off the North Star, forming what looks like a handle with two more.” She traced her finger through the air. “See the box the next four stars make?”
When he didn’t answer she felt the weight of his stare on her, heady, consuming. Shivers zipped along her skin, and she brought her arm down to her side and met his gaze.
“I was trying to show you the Little Dipper.”
“And I was watching your lips move while you did.”
“Why?” she asked softly. They were inches apart and the closeness stimulated the exhilaration she felt when he kissed her. Thank goodness she was lying in the sand, otherwise her knees would have given out and she’d be nothing put a crumpled mess at his feet.
“Because your mouth is more interesting.”
“Oh.” Her heart slammed against her chest, pulsed in the back of her throat. “I wanted to help you remember.”
The corner of Ty’s lips twitched, and his eyes narrowed a bit. He rotated his gaze to the sky and threaded his fingers through hers. “What if I don’t want to remember? What if I told you dredging up memories isn’t a good thing? That I’m better off without them.”
She stared at him for a few seconds, considered pushing him for more, but noticed the fracture of his guarded wall closing fast. She had to lighten the mood, or risk losing him completely. Before Lynette even realized what she was doing, she swung her leg around his waist and sat with her knees in the sand, straddling the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. His eyes went wide, and she laughed to conceal her own surprise.
“I’d say you need to make new memories, Officer Sellers.”
His green orbs turned heated. They fixed on her lips for a few seconds then slowly lowered to examine her bra-and-panty clad body. Not exactly what she expected with her attempt to change the vibe, but she’d take this for sure. He lifted his hands to her shoulders and ran the backs of his fingers the length of her arms, sending vibrations dancing through her veins. She stopped breathing when he reached her wrists. The desire to feel his touch on every inch of her skin conquered her thoughts when his attention went to her thighs. He ran his fingertips up and up until he gripped her waist. A light squeeze of his strong hands made her gasp.
“Come here,” he muttered, voice low and throaty, eyes hooded.
Her center clenched, her mind focused on nothing but the feel of his touch, the frenzied look in his eyes, how they conflicted with the sternness of his jaw, the softness in his hands. Lynette leaned forward, hovered inches from him with her palms buried in the sand. “Like this?” she asked in a whisper, the prevailing need to please him consuming her.
Ty slowly nodded, his chest heaving. “Exactly like this.”
He searched her face, flashed a faint smile, and grabbed a handful of her wet hair, bringing her mouth to his. His tongue dove between her lips and tangled with hers, frantic, needy. He pressed between her shoulder blades, forcing her to collapse against him. Skin to skin, both of them groaned at the contact.
COMING AUGUST 18TH, 2014
Falling for him was easy, but can she let him go?
After a year of travel, fun-loving pool shark Lynette Brooks has settled in Pineville to be near her cousin. She doesn't plan to be there long, and she doesn't expect fate to step in, sweeping her off her feet. But when she meets the serious cop, Ty Sellers, she sees a challenge and is determined to get to know him.
Ty is a no-nonsense, by-the-book lawman who keeps to himself. Living in a fog of misery is exactly what he deserves, and getting emotionally attached to someone is not an option…until he meets Lynette. She's spontaneous, reckless, and a gorgeous haphazard of a woman who threatens to break through his guarded walls and unsettles emotions he buried long ago.
The chemistry between them is undeniable, but the guilt Ty lives with every day causes him to push Lynette away. All she wants is him, but how much of his wavering can she take before letting go for good?
Content Warning: strong language and graphic sex
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Sidda Lee Tate has spent most of her life creating stories. Writing and reading are two of her great loves. Romance and eroticism with an HEA are her favorites. Whether her words make readers cry or laugh or just downright hot, she is proud to take people on a journey with her characters.
Sidda lives in a small town in Arkansas with her husband, son and four dogs.
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