to meet your cousins.”
Sebrina glanced across the kitchen table at Parker. After making love again, they had worked up an appetite, so they’d gone back into the kitchen and dived into those hot wings, like they’d intended to do earlier.
She was glad he’d had a chance to meet Kennedy and Victoria when Victoria had been in town a couple of days ago. Little did he know there was no way Victoria would have returned to California without getting a chance to check him out. The same held true for Kennedy.
It had been obvious that both of her cousins had liked him. His Parker Stanhope charm, charisma and appeal had easily won them over. And, of course, his striking good looks and animal magnetism were attributes that any woman could appreciate. In no time at all, the four of them were sitting around the dinner table, savoring a meal Parker had prepared and engaging in conversation like old friends. It was obvious her cousins were quite taken with him, but then, she was taken with him as well.
He was looking at her expectantly, and she suddenly realized she hadn’t reacted to his words. “And I know they are glad they got to meet you.”
That was the understatement of the year. Both Kennedy and Victoria had called her later, giving her unsolicited advice about her love life. According to them, she’d be crazy if she didn’t go after Parker Stanhope with a vengeance. They told her that the sexual tension between her and Parker was thick enough to cut with a knife. And they claimed that Parker’s eyes had followed her, wherever she went. She had to admit that she’d watched him, just as closely. Victoria and Kennedy were taking bets as to who would cave first, dragging the other one to the bedroom to get it on.
And they had finally gotten it on. And it had been wonderful. Still, though she had no regrets, she couldn’t help wondering if he did.
She soon found out she had nothing to worry about it. Even while sitting in the kitchen, simply eating, it was obvious that they wanted more of each other. Making love those two times had just whet their appetites.
By the time they had finished their hot wings, her libido was in overload and there was no mistaking the low, sensual growl she heard in his throat when he stood to collect their plates to carry them to the sink.
She watched as he loaded the dishwasher, appreciating the sexiness of his stance, the strength of his build, the beauty of his bare back that was to her, and the way his PJ’s caressed his tush. Then she thought back to what was under those PJ’s—front and back.
As those memories filled her mind, her desire overwhelmed her, allowing some kind of primal force within her to take over. Suddenly the kitchen was filled with crackling energy—the hot, raw, carnal kind. She couldn’t stop a small moan from escaping her lips.
Hearing the sound, he turned and glanced over at her. The moment he did so, a jolt of need hit her, making her core ache. It was the very place he had been earlier, and she needed him to visit there again.
As if he read what was in her eyes, he crossed the kitchen floor, swept her back up into his arms and carried her into his bedroom.
Since Sebrina was used to working at night, it wasn’t odd for her to be awake in the predawn hours of the morning. She lay there a moment before remembering where she was, and whose naked leg was entwined with hers.
“You’re awake?”
The husky sound came close to her shoulder and the whispered words warmed her neck. Shifting to her back, she gazed into eyes so blue, they reminded her of the ocean in winter. The waters of the Jersey Shore were close to where her father lived and where she’d spent a lot of her summers.
His sandy brown hair had flopped in his face, nearly covering his eyes, and his unshaven jaw tempted her to touch him. Seeing such a sexy man this early in the morning was almost too much for her to absorb.
“Yes, I’m awake.”
He didn’t give her a chance to say anything else. His mouth swooped down on hers, taking her lips, her breath, her soul, as if he had every right to do so. It was as if he was claiming her as his.
And she loved it.
She loved him.
That admission sent a shockwave