Certainly physical desire. But mere infatuation? No matter how much she denied it, things had moved far beyond mere infatuation. Once again she was losing her heart to someone in spite of her intentions never to do it again. Then all her thoughts stopped and she gave herself over to the exhilaration building inside her.
Tonight, following the rehearsal dinner…
The decision to make love with him would take them down an unknown path, one that could lead to love or disaster. An uneasiness tried to replace the positive feeling. She shoved it aside. If she was falling in love—
If… That was a laugh. She knew in her heart that it had gone beyond the “if” stage. She was far too involved to turn back now.