Chapter 62

My pulse quickens as memories of our past encounters flash through my mind. It feels like ages since we've been together, and my body hums with awareness of his proximity.
Before I can respond, his mouth captures mine. His hands – those dangerous, capable hands – slide around my waist, pulling me against his solid warmth. One palm curves over my hip, delivering a playful spank that makes me gasp.
“Rafael, no!” I gasp, laughing against his lips, already anticipating what he has in mind. He’s injured. I can’t believe he’s thinking about having sex right now.