Page 10 of Prognosis Temporary

Sebastian regarded her seriously as she morphed back into Callie from the bridge. Bolshie and defiant. A man could get whiplash trying to keep up with her Jekyll-and-Hyde act.

Curiouser and curiouser.

Which one was the real Callie? The woman from the bridge or the woman from the restaurant? The man in him found the conundrum irresistible. And looking down at her moist lips and blazing amber eyes, he had to admit it’d be fun finding out.

He smiled. ‘Not me. I’m exceedingly evolved. I love sexually aggressive women. In fact – ‘ He pushed a lock of her hair off her shoulder ‘I think they should take over the world.’

She laughed. ‘Interesting thought.’

Sebastian joined her. But it was hard to concentrate when their bodies were pressed together so intimately and just her laughter was enough to cause a delicious friction between them. Still...he had to try. ‘I’m all for a little temporary oblivion but I need you to be sure, Callie.’

‘I’m sure.’ She smiled. ‘You need me to sign a disclaimer?’

Sebastian grinned, shaking his head. ‘Let’s just kiss on it, instead.’ And lowered his mouth.

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A flash of heat erupteddown low the second his lips touched hers and Callie groaned, raking her fingers into his hair. His ragged breath was loud in her ears and she revelled in his no-holds-barred kiss. Finally he was giving her everything, without reservation. Like she was a full-blooded, passionate woman. Not a fragile one. Not an about-to-fall-apart one.

And, man, did it feel good!

She broke off, her head spinning, pulse racing, breathing loud in the silence. They really needed to get horizontal. She looked around at the obviously half-unpacked apartment.

‘You have got a bed, right? I’m getting too old for the floor.’

He smiled, took her hand and led her through a maze of boxes into his bedroom. ‘Ta-da. A bed.’

Callie grinned. ‘So it is.’ More moonlight streamed through uncurtained glass and she walked in, sidestepping another two boxes. Sitting on the edge, she gave an experimental bounce. ‘This will do very nicely,’ she murmured.

He was lounging in the doorway, watching her with the same direct gaze from the restaurant. From the bridge. And she wanted him closer.

‘You’re too far away. And you’re too dressed.’

‘Hmm,’ he said with a rumble Callie felt right between her legs. ‘Whatever can we do about that?’

He didn’t move from the doorway which gave Callie a better chance to look at him. So she did - for the longest time. Then she leaned back on her elbows and crossed one leg over the other. ‘Take off your clothes.’

‘You do like to be in charge, don’t you?’

Callie rotated her ankle, one strappy black heel dangling from her toes. ‘You’ve got to ask for what you want.’

‘I couldn’t agree more.’ He straightened and started on the buttons she hadn’t managed to undo.

Her breath got shorter as each button revealed glimpses of a magnificent chest, and Callie almost sighed out loud when he shrugged his shoulders and the shirt fell away to reveal the stunning breadth of him. His pecs and abs were taut and flat, framed by broad shoulders and very nice biceps.

She could almost feel the weight of him crowding on top of her, pushing her into the bed, moving inside her and, just like that, the remaining tentacles still clinging from the events of the day, slithered away.

Her gaze drifted south, wondering if what was below his zip was as magnificent as the rest of him. She forced her gaze back to his face. She pointed to his jeans using her toes. ‘And those.’

‘Yes ma’am.’ He saluted her, a smile playing on his mouth as he reached for his button.

Ten seconds later he’d kicked free of his jeans and was standing before her, all but naked, and Callie gave her eyes free reign. His thighs. His calves. His crotch.

‘Oh, my,’ she murmured, pushing off her elbows into a sitting position and then rising off the bed.

He looked incredible. She just had to touch him.

Callie stopped in front of him, a centimetre separating them, his knowing, patient gaze boring into hers, dropping to her mouth then returning to her eyes. His clean male scent wafted towards her and her nostrils flared.

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