There was nothing appealing about that sardonic face of
his with its expressive black eyebrows, sharp nose. and those
curious point y-topped ears that in her mind defined him as
Lucifer. No, there was only one thing about McAllister that
worried her. His wide, sensual mouth. She gazed at it.
shivering at the thought of it fastening on her own mouth. It
had to be an illusion, that inviting mouth, because she was
certain there was nothing more than a brute wearing it.
"Awright" she informed him grimly, "let s get on with it.
What do I do here?"
"To start, you can stop looking like I m going to strangle
you. Relax. Callie. " When she squeezed her eyes shut and
braced herself, he sighed. "Oh. for the love of-- Okay, just
keep still. This won t hurt." She started when suddenly two
hands framed her face to hold it steady. They were very large
and very strong hands but surprisingly gentle. " Now we tip
your head slightly just so. And my head goes here." She
knew how close he was. for she felt his breath against her
face. It was warm and dauntingly masculine.
"Callie." he whispered.
"What ?" she croaked.
"Part your lips a little."
She obeyed, keeping her eyes tightly closed. In the next
instant his mouth was on hers. He was kissing her! Slowly,
softly. And. dear God. was that her kissing him back?
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