Callan halted, conscientiously drawing out his lips from hers.

He heard her right, but at that instant, he felt the need to eyeball her and study her visage to be sure that she wasn't joking.

"I want you." She repeated, her cheeks heating up with lecherous temerity.

Silently, her eyes called for him, every part of her body yearned for his touch. He studied her face longer than he should. Her shoulders tensed as they ogled each other and Callan vividly spotted the desperation in her ...