His mouth was so close to hers she had to restrain herself from leaning that hairs' breadth closer to touch hers to him. She was playing a dangerous game here, enveloped in a charged sexual atmosphere with a total stranger. Except he wasn't really that. Hadn't she seen him plenty of times on television? He was practically an old friend.

Just keep telling yourself that.

He leaned in so close to her that his breath was a warm breeze on her face. She was mesmerized, locked ...