He gazed into her big brown eyes, which she held open as his mouth moved over hers.

Laney tasted sweeter than the apple cobbler she'd served him for dessert. She kissed him back, cupping one hand around the back of his head and sliding the other up his arm, under his sleeve to his shoulder. Her fingers were soft against his bare skin, and Zach needed to feel more. Slowly, waiting for her to object, he slipped one under the waistband of her top and smoothed it up her back. When ...