So far, the entire afternoon had been like this-fun and raucous, silly and companionable. Now I have to suck it in all over again." Even red-faced Gloria-who'd been trying desperately to fit into her bridesmaid gown-chuckled. Surprised into a laugh by the caustic tone of Luke's sister, Lottie, Rachel looked around the fitting room of the shop to see everyone else laughing as well. "For cripe's sake, Gloria, you sound like you're doing a porn movie." I'm so close," Gloria Santori said, her face mottled red with exertion as she hissed the words between clenched teeth. It was time to get out of here for real.Īnd after making his excuses and brushing off her thanks, that's exactly what he did. No more retreating behind words or laughter or desks. That was the only word for it-it wasn't just awareness. No matter how many times either of them tried to retreat behind a wall of friendly, casual conversation, they kept coming back to this. Her lips parted as she drew in a deep, slow breath, and he nearly groaned when she slipped her tongue out to moisten them. Her gaze traveled over him, from head to toe, as if assessing his height, his build. The words were an opening he hadn't intended, and she reacted to them. So jeans that were too short for him got passed down to Mark or Nick." "Fortunately," he explained, "I was always the same height as Joe, even though he's a year older. Raising a brow, she said, "No, I'm afraid not."
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