Tara Summer stood still, but Liam Yancey could hardly contain himself, eager to leave with her, longing for some private time without any disturbances.
He grasped the woman's slim wrist and strode out of the study. As they crossed the threshold, Tara finally attempted to free her hand.
"Liam Yancey, your parents are still inside, it's rude to leave like this!" Her cheeks began to burn; she halted, clearly not willing to move any further.
Liam grinned, pausing to look at her flushed face. Like a ripe apple tempting him to take a bite, his eyes darkened, and he pulled her fiercely against his chest.
He held her close, his voice sultry and hoarse, "Don't you miss me? After so long apart, don't you want to be alone with me?"
"No..." Tara barely got the word out before her vision blurred. She glanced up just as Liam's head dipped down and the next moment, his hot, passionate lips were on hers.
"Li..." As soon as she opened her mouth, his tongue invaded, effectively silencing her.
