Kelly watched Jack as he detailed the terms of their deal. She hadn’t really thought through the actual implementation of her plan. Her palms were sweating and her cheeks flamed as she listened and considered the implications. She wasn’t a virgin or anything, but she certainly hadn’t thought through the possibility they would need to share a bed, so she was relieved to hear she would have a separate room.
She could handle being housemates if necessary, but the thought of kissing Jack made Kelly feel like an inexperienced fifteen-year-old. In a normal world, she wouldn’t dream of kissing a man like him.
He was powerful and striking, with a chiseled body and eyes that felt as if they could melt her with a glance. He was also completely out of her league.
When she was with Jack, she felt as if a whole swarm of butterflies had been let loose in her stomach. Her breath came faster and shorter. She felt as if she might pass out when he looked at her with that steady, sensual gaze as if he could look right into her and read her thoughts.
It was impossible not to second guess herself again and again. She shouldn’t have done this. She couldn’t go through with it.
But based on his words, he was clearly counting on her to marry him in two days. Marry him and move in. She closed her eyes as she felt a tightening in her stomach and wondered for the fiftieth time that hour just what she had gotten herself into.