Jody

I was so mad I was sure my heated skin smoked. How dare the bastard tease me. Kiss me like his life depended on it and then...Wham...get out of my face. His leaps from steaming-hot to frigid were getting on my nerves.

And we'd finally made some progress.

Kissing could lead to sex and what I needed to complete the contract with the Roulex. Well, a pregnancy, but I wasn't going to get there at this rate no matter how much of a fabulous kisser Dilbert ...