My belly does another flip. “Well, okay then.”

“Okay then.”

Standing, he holds out his hand to me. I slide mine into his, and I’m immediately reminded of all the naughty dreams I had last night. Cliff and I haven’t spoken since, though we exchanged more than a few looks.

Somehow, for reasons I can’t explain, it’s like something is pulling us together. And it’s not just my childhood crush on him.s

Including one as he was walking Winter down the aisle that had my cheeks flushing so hot, I was sure everyone knew what had happened.

Taking a deep breath in a poor effort to sooth my nerves, I slide my hand into his. His warm, rough palm rubs against mine. I shiver.

“Are you cold?” he asks.

I shake my head, allowing him to help me to my feet. “No.”

He smirks. “If you say so.”

We join the others on the dance floor, who are already swaying to the music. With a move that’s way more smooth than I would have expected, he pulls me into his arms and we fall in step with the music.

As we move together, his hand on the small of my back and one of my hands cupping he muscles bunching at the bottom of his neck, it’s impossible for me not to think about what it would be like to feel even more of him.

To feel all of him.

Cliff nuzzles the side of my neck, but only for a second, so no one else can see it. “Would you want to get out of here?”

Need pools between my thighs. “And go where?”

“Upstairs.”

I clench my eyes shut, imagining how good it would feel to have my body pressed against his. To feel his touch on my skin.

To taste him with my own lips and tongue.

This is hardly the sort of thing a woman who is planning on starting a family should be having.

Then again, maybe this is exactly the sort of thing a woman in my situation should do. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a man. And, if everything goes as planned, it’s going to be a long time before I am again.

What would be the harm in having one night of passion with Cliff? I’ve always wondered what it would be like. And now is my chance.

No strings.

I nod and ease out of his arms. “Meet me in my room in five minutes.”

The sultry look he gives me is enough to have my knees shaking.

My heart is fluttering with excitement, and my whole body is trembling with anticipation, five minutes later when Cliff knocks on my door.

I know this is crazy. But I couldn’t back down now.

Not when every fiber of my being seems to scream out for Cliff. And not when his body seems just as eager to respond.

I open the door, and Cliff stalks inside. He pulls me into his arms and captures my mouth in a passionate kiss.

The door is barely closed behind us when Cliff pushes my back against it. His mouth is on the side of my neck, kissing and sucking. My pulse races under his lips.

I moan and writhe against him. I shove the jacket off and over his shoulders, running my hands underneath his T-shirt. As my palms flatten against his abs, he sucks in a breath and I gasp. I can’t believe I’m here with him now. I can’t believe we’re about to do this.

Suddenly feeling brave, I shove away from the door. I reach for his hand and guide him to the bed.