Chapter 62

If that wasn’t enough to make Deke want to break something, Luc drew her into his arms, his fingers making their way down her narrow back to the soft curve of her hips. Then he kissed her, a sexy linger of lips on her neck, a slow layering of his mouth over hers. Kimber melted, molding against him, arching her head back into his waiting hand and baring more of her graceful neck. Luc took full advantage of her tempting skin under his lips and nibbled at her. She moaned in his arms. Deke’s balls hurt. His chest hurt. Even his fingers hurt. He looked down to see that he was practically crushing the remote control. In the few minutes since they’d distracted him, Seinfeld had ended, replaced by Friends. When the hell had that happened?

Damn it, he couldn’t take this. With a curse, Deke flipped off the TV and bounced to his feet. He opened his mouth to say…what?

Not say, do.

March across the floor, drag Kimber into his arms, and carry her off to the bedroom. His mind spun with