Liam Yancey was staring at her, his gaze deep and intense. His exotic, absolutely masculine face made Tara Summer's heart pound, causing her body to instinctively retract.
"What did you say?" After a moment, the man moved closer, his towering frame almost pressing against her body. A devilish smile played at the corner of his thin lips, "Is there no reaction to your husband coming home? Hmm?"
Tara Summer pushed against his shoulder, the man's steel-like muscular strength causing her cheeks to heat unintentionally. His words, tinged with flirtation, totally took her off guard, leaving her stunned for a moment.
"What's the matter?" He took hold of her chin; the soft feel of her skin under his palm and the intimate scent of her body tempted him to lean closer until his entire body was pressed against her.
The man's firm, strong chest was tightly pressed against her soft curves, without any gaps. The atmosphere instantly heated up, and the air became hotter.
