So much more.
Liam gave her more, kissing her deeply and oh-so-very-thoroughly. Only when they were both desperate for breath did he ease his mouth from hers so they could fill their lungs with air. But even then, he continued to hold her close, his forehead tipped against hers.
“This is why I didn’t want to hire you,” he reminded her. “I knew it would be a struggle to keep my hands off you. Then the chemistry took over.”
That chemistry continued to spark and sizzle between them, but she ignored it. Or tried to.
She finally pulled out of his arms, putting some much-needed space between them. “It won’t happen again.”
“Do you really believe that?” he challenged.
The heat in his gaze warmed her all over. “I’m not your type.”
“You sure felt like my type when you were in my arms.”
“Single mom,” she reminded him, gesturing to herself with her thumb. “Three kids. Babies.”
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MATCH MADE IN HAVEN:
Where gold rush meets gold bands!