Page 15 of Fatal Vision
Kissing Colton was the closest she’d ever come to that.
His response was slow, hesitant. Poor guy probably didn’t know what to think—she’d divorced him eighteen months ago, then called him back. Now, she was sitting on his lap, bribing him to break her out of this place.
“I can’t stand it here any longer.” She leaned her forehead on his. “Take me home.”
Before she could take a breath, he grasped her by the back of the head and kissed her hard.
His tongue teased her lips, parting them. It plunged inside, a starving man in need of sustenance.
Shelby moaned.
Lightning scorched her from her lips to the ends of her toes. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts into his chest.
Next to them, Salisbury whined.
This is wrong. So wrong.
But have mercy, why did it feel so right?
Through the Colton-induced haze, she heard voices in the hall. The next second, the door flew open, banging against the wall and making her and Colton jump apart.
Her father filled the doorway. “What the ever-lovin’ hell is going on in here?”
