“But there it was. Under the table. An inch away. She could feel his leg there next to hers, could imagine moving hers over just a bit, just an inch, pressing their legs together. And that’s not al she could imagine. He was so close—she could just slip her foot out of her shoe, slide her toes up his calf, trace a gentle design across his skin. She could reach out, take his hand in hers beneath the table, massage his fingertips and then press him against her body, so hungry for his touch …. “Harp...er? What are you thinking about?” Adam’s warm voice startled her out of her frozen reverie. And thank God for smal favors—if she didn’t stop obsessing over her stupid fantasies, she might miss the chance to turn them into reality. And that’s what this was—her chance. “Harper?” he repeated, sounding concerned. “What’s up?” “Nothing—don’t worry about it,” she assured him. “Are you sure?” “No, I’m fine, it’s nothing,” she said again. “Besides, I’m supposed to be cheering you up.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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