Something Borrowed, Something Blue
ISBN: 1-59998-132-7
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Genre(s): Romance/Red Hot!/Contemporary

(Also look for Maggie Casper's book, Something Old, Something New and Liz Andrews' book, A Six Pence In Her Shoe)

An animalistic growl tore from his throat as he jerked away from her tempting mouth. The gentlemen in him demanded he step away and allow them both time to compose themselves, but the savage Neanderthal lurking inside him insisted that he continue with what they both so obviously wanted.

Unable to separate himself entirely one way or the other, Gavin held her to him. His pounding heart in tune with her own.  A need like nothing he had ever felt before bore into his soul urging him on.

“Azure.” He lowered his mouth to her neck, his lips, his tongue, his breath, marking every inch of skin he could find. “I want…I need to taste, touch, feel every inch of you.”

Her shaky laugh was nothing compared to her tattered pulse tattooing against his lips. He wasn’t the only one who had been lost in the moment. It was impossible to reach the ripe age of thirty-three without realizing when a woman welcomed his touch.

She responded, she opened, she took him into her, all with a welcoming moan, yet still something held her back.

“You don’t believe in wasting time do you?” she teased.

“No, I don’t.”

“You move at lightening speed.”

Gavin pressed his hips forwards firmly against her. Azure’s nail tightened ever so deliciously in his side as she groaned in pleasure.

“Tell me you don’t want me, tell me that you don’t want the same thing and I’ll walk away.” Limp away slumped over would be more like it. “Tell me that you don’t want to finish what we’ve started.”

“What you started.”

“That you loved.” As much as he wanted to bury his cock deep inside of her, Gavin pulled away from her, his body protesting with every step he took.

He need room to breathe and she needed room to think. “We both know what I want, I think I have an inkling what you want, but I can’t make the decision for you.”

Azure slid down off the car, straightening her skirt with shaky hands in the process. A slight breeze blew through her hair, forcing the soft ebony strands to fly into her face. Gavin curled his hands into fists to resist reaching out and stroking her hair back into place. He knew if he touched her now, he would pull her back into his arms, and to hell with whoever walked by and saw.  Just the thought   of having her in the moonlight had him hard and aching.

Hell, who was he kidding? He’d been hard the moment he first held her in his arms.

“You know,” Azure gave a weak smile as she nervously brushed her hair behind her ear. “The right thing to do would be to shake your hand and call it an evening.”

“Right for who? Better question, says who?”

“Right for me for starters. I just met you the other day.”

Gavin tilted his head to the side and studied her. She was fighting hard to come up with a reason that this was wrong. Since he couldn’t think of a single one, he wasn’t going to be much help to her. “Does the the lack of time really matter all that much to you?”

“It should.” Azure smiled, answering him more completely than she probably realized.

“But it doesn’t.” It wasn’t a question. It was a fact.

“This is going to sound cliché as hell, but I’m not the type to have a one-night stand.”

“Who said anything about this being a one-night stand?” Gavin crossed his arms over his chest, doing everything in his power not to reach out and pull her into him.

“We just met…”

“I could probably break it down for you in hours and minutes how long ago we met, but it won’t change how I feel, or how you feel. This is about you and me, Azure. The rest of the world be damned. Tell me what you want and worry about all that other shit, another day. I want to be with you. I want to take you home and make love with you all night.” Ignoring what he’d promised himself earlier, Gavin stepped forward and took her trembling hand in his. “What do you want?”

“I want you.”

“Then that’s all that matters.”