He regretted nothing. Not the way she’d felt in his arms and not the way he’d felt in hers.

I’m not a lot of trouble,” she said.His gaze slid to her mouth. “You sure about that?”“Completely.” And then she flashed him an indeed trouble-filled smile.And that’s when he knew. He was the one in trouble. Deep trouble.

Trying to cool his jets, trying to let her stay in charge, he attempted to hold back, but she let out this breathy little whimper like he was the best thing she’d ever tasted.

I wasn’t finished with you, Pru,” he said softly. “I had plans.”Oh boy. “Maybe I had plans, too.”“Yeah?” Closing the gap between them, one of his hands went to her hip, the other slid up her back to anchor her to him. “Tell me. Tell me slowly and in great detail.

Okay, time to play doctor.”Her entire body quivered, sending “yes please” vibes to her brain. Luckily her mouth intercepted them. “Sure, if I can be the doctor.”His mouth curved. “I’m willing to take turns, but me first.

He stared at her. “How is it that you’re cute, sexy as hell, and smarter than anyone I know?”She gave him a small smile. “It’s a gift.

Pru had gotten under his skin, and like her, he wanted more. So much more. He wanted to know her secrets, the ones that sometimes put those shadows in her eyes. He wanted to know what made her tick. And more than anything, he wanted to taste her again.Every inch of her.

Finn smiled and blew half her brain cells. “You going to teach me how to have fun, Pru?” he asked in that low, husky voice.

Ugh. You’re being . . . you.”“Was that in English?”“This is all your fault.”“Nope. Definitely not English.”“You’re being all hot and sexy, dammit,” she said. She banged her head on his chest a few times. “And I can’t seem to . . . not notice said hotness and sexiness.