Tracy March

“Hopefully we'll be doing this forever, but we'll only have one first time.”

“He of all people knew how negative thinking could sabotage things.”

“He lay between her legs, propped himself on his elbows, and gazed at the sunset in her eyes. "I want to remember this moment," he said huskily.”

“Maybe he dates girls in Denver when he goes there for business but he never asks out girls around here. I think he's simply there for looks." The same could be said for Lindsey's ex, Hopper. He had been good for looking at but not much else. "That might work for a little while," Lindsey said, "but I prefer my men fully functional." Holly's gaze locked on something behind Lindsey. Her hazel eyes widened and her lips formed an 'O'. She tipped her head forward, prompting Lindsey to turn and look ... straight into the eyes of Carden Crenshaw.”

“She smoothed her fingertips down his cheeks and cupped his face in her hands. "I'm not sure it can get any better." He sucked in a ragged breath. "Oh, darlin'," he said, sliding his finger beneath one of the straps of her sundress and guiding it off of her shoulder. "I promise you it can." He kissed the spot where the strap had been and drew his fingers up her thighs with a light, feathery touch. "And I'm a man who keeps his promises.”

“How can it hurt so much to love someone?”

“I'm scared as hell to fall for you." He loosened his embrace, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her tenderly. "But I'm more terrified to let you go.”

“What's your name, big guy?" Carden asked. Blue let out something between a bark and a howl that sounded just like," Bluuuue." "Good boy," Carden said, and gave Blue the dog biscuit. Blue took it in his mouth and crunched it into pieces, eating it bit by bit instead of gobbling. That's all it took for Lindsey to fall head-over-heels for Blue. His owner wasn't too bad either.”

“I came all prepared for a lapis show-and-tell, but you know more about it than I do."... Lindsey gave him a pleading look and brushed her fingertips over the back of his hand, sending tingles up his arm. "Show me."... "When it's cut and polished like this, it practically glows. Golden specks of pyrite dance across the blue, like stars in a denim sky.”

“I’m scared as hell to fall for you… But I’m more terrified to let you go.”

“I’m not gone.” He pulled her close and whispered in her ear, “And we’ve got tonight.”

“I could use a shower myself." He pulled her close and kissed her, tucking his hand beneath the sheet and smoothing it down the satiny curve of her hip. "We'd get to breakfast a lot quicker if we took one together.”

“He cleared his throat. "I did get carried away with you. Couldn't help myself. And when I said it wouldn't happen again..." He risked skimming his fingers up her smooth shin. "I hope I lied.”

“But your perfectly good bed doesn’t come with a blanket of stars.”

“She wasn’t the only one with an eye for sexy men – especially ones licking ice cream.”

“She stepped over to the model. "The little town looks so sweet in the moonlight." And so did Lindsey. Her sexy silhouette had him riveted in place. He knew better, but his instincts urged him to go to her. Joining her next to the model, he skimmed his fingertips over her bare shoulder and down her arm. He reached her hand and languidly laced his fingers between hers. "Not nearly as sweet as you look," he whispered close to her ear...”

“He smoothed his fingers along her jawline and lifted her chin, kissing her gently, testing. Lindsey went light-headed with the rush of sensation, the touch of his lips leaving her longing for more. Clutching his shirt in her fingers - napkin and all - she pulled him closer, melting into his kiss. Carden took it from tentative to tender, then parted her lips with the velvety sweep of his tongue. She matched his languid rhythm, hypnotized. He was all chocolate and caramel, creamy cool and sweet. 'Sinfully delicious'. No doubt he was 31 flavors of trouble, but resisting him seemed impossible.”