Page 106 of Moon's Promise

“None of those. I simply have never had a casual … hook-up.”

“Never?”

“Never,” she confirmed, thankful he wasn’t able to see the red flush she was sure was staining her cheeks.

“You weren’t a virgin.”

“No, I wasn’t. I had a boyfriend in college. We broke up after we graduated.”

“Because you wanted to live in different places?”

“Bryer ended our relationship when the woman he was cheating on me with threatened to tell me.”

“That had to hurt.”

“Broke my heart at the time,” she admitted.

“Are you over him?”

Larissa didn’t have to think long for the answer. “Yes, I have been for some time,” she replied instantly.

“Hmm … in that case, I might have been able to coax you upstairs. I can be very persuasive when I want to be.”

“Of that, I have no doubt.” Moving his hand away, she reached for the door handle. “I’ll see you Saturday. I’ll drive myself to Treepoint. Text me where to meet you.”

“Larissa …”

The strange tingling sensation ran down her spine at the sensual way he spoke her name.

“You can’t tell me you didn’t play pretend when you were a child.”

“I did. Ask Lana and Priss how much I sucked at it.”

“Sweetness … you weren’t playing the right games.” Moon swept the collar of her shirt to the side of her neck to pull her toward him.

Had he turned the heat on? She was becoming overwhelmed, and he was only lightly touching her.

“I should go inside …” she murmured.

“Why?” Moon shifted in his seat to bend over the console, bringing him closer to her. “Aren’t you curious what a kiss between us would be like now that I know who you are?”

That could be a double-edged sword. What if the encounter they had shared was only because he’d thought she was the other women? Did she really want to know if the desire that had culminated in them conceiving a child was only because she had deceived him?

She twisted her hands in her lap, waiting for his lips to descend on hers.

When she remained silent, Moon must have taken it for acquiesce and brought his lips down on hers.

Her fears dissolved instantly. The heat suffusing her body couldn’t be one-sided. Moon kissed her as if she were a priceless artifact that needed to be explored. His tongue traced the contours of her lips before delicately prying her lips apart.

A storm of emotions caused her to struggle with herself to end the kiss before she was too far gone, but another part pleaded with her not to. Dazedly, she didn’t know which inner voice to listen to.

Clutching the front of his shirt, she opened her mouth wider at his silent urging, giving him what he wanted.

Moon’s hand slid to the back of her neck, caressing the skin there, making her wish his hand were touching a more intimate spot.

Something about their chemistry was like throwing nitroglycerin on a forest fire. The ensuing blaze couldn’t be put out. Only the thought of the scorched earth that would be left behind if she continued to let it flourish made her break the kiss.

“I guess we answered that question.” Clearing her throat, she fumbled with the door handle before managing to open the door. “See you Saturday.” She got out and shut the door,

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