Page 61 of Sweet Somethings

Her heart quickened. "Why would you tell yourself that?"

"You know why. There's something between us."

She licked her lips at his blunt response. "I'm not dating Doug, if that's a concern to you. I'm not interested in him."

Roman's gaze darkened. "I'm glad."

"Are you?"

"Yeah. But…"

She waited a moment, then said, "Are you going to finish that sentence?"

He let out a sigh. "Maybe when I come up with an ending. You know I'm leaving, Juliette. I don't know when, but it will probably be soon."

She swallowed hard at the reminder. "I know."

"So…I should walk you out."

She really didn't want to leave it like that, but Roman was already on his feet. She slowly stood up. "Do you mind if I hang on to the letters?"

"No, I think you should."

"Okay." She followed him out to the front door, not sure what to do next. Should she kiss him? Should she say good-night and just leave?

While she was thinking about it, he grabbed her arms and hauled her up against his chest in a possessive manner that stole her breath away.

"Not so fast," he murmured. "I didn't get my kiss yet."

"I didn't think you wanted one."

"Oh, but I do."

His mouth touched hers with a heated warmth that melted her insides. She leaned into his kiss, inviting his tongue to tangle with hers, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pulled his head down.

It wasn't so much as a good-night kiss as a let's-keep-this-going kiss. But all too soon it ended.

Roman lifted his head, his gaze unreadable as he stared down at her. "That sweet mouth of yours packs a punch."

"Only with you," she murmured.

"I like that."

"I figured you would. And it's the truth."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

She nodded, then his lips touched hers again, one last teasing taste that she savored all the way home.

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