Page 58 of Try Me

The heat between them vibrated like the gathering storm.

“Why not?”

“I told you. I can’t. You’re under contract.”

“The contract is for Oahu,” she said, tracing the muscle in his jaw. “We’re not in Oahu.”

Pearl slid her fingers down the stubble of his jaw to the hollow of his throat where his pulse beat erratically. Rising up on tiptoe, she pressed her lips to his heated skin. His pulse jumped against her mouth. He tasted of mango soap, spice, and something deliciously male, purely Declan.

“We can go back to your rules when we get back to Oahu,” she said, “but tonight, let’s play by my rules.”

Declan sucked in a sharp breath as Pearl kissed his neck. “What rules?” he asked, voice straining.

Pearl smiled up at him, a wicked gleam flashing in her eyes. “There are none.”

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