A Few Good Fantasies
“Would she slap his face? Give him a sultry invite to her room? Or faint in his arms?
What are you doin’, boy-o? Glenna Rosemont was too far out of his league. He shouldn’t have followed her from the cafe. He felt guilty for being an ass. He figured he owed an apology. She hadn’t deserved his rancor. He’d agreed to the damned date.
And the kiss? Hell, he just wanted to rile her. To see if that icy politeness would melt. Oh, she had melted all right. Even now she trembled in his arms, looking at him as she considered his rather bold proposition.
“The Isle of Romance is about wooing, isn’t it?” She slid out of his embrace and reached down to get her purse. “Women want romance.”
“‘And what’s romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything as you like it, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose, and it’s always daisy time.’” Sean smiled at her shocked expression.
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