Second in the Harmony Homecomings series. Lucy Doolan comes home to Harmony, NC after many years away to help take care of her pregnant stepsister and nephew. She didn't plan on running into her high school crush Brogan Reese and she really didn't plan on going to work for him. In the scene below, Brogan drives Lucy home after dinner and she has agreed to think about his job offer and he has agreed to help her with her difficult nephew, Parker.
Exclusive excerpt: the first kiss...
“I better get inside…have to check on Parker and–––”
“Sure.” His feet were rooted to the driveway. After a long, drawn-out pause, he stepped back creating space between his white button-down shirt and her gold necklace with the pearl drop nestled near her cleavage. Brogan ripped his gaze away from the swell of her heaving breasts and closed the car door. Taking a moment, he squeezed his eyes shut, pulling air into his deprived lungs. Then he turned and ushered her to the house. At the front door, Lucy rested her hand on the doorknob.
He cleared his throat. “Any special requests for tomorrow’s treat?”
Large gold hoop earrings danced as she shook her head no. “Surprise me. Thanks again, Brogan. See you tomorrow.”
“Yeah, sure. No problem.” He rocked back on his heels, watching her disappear inside the dimly lit house. Shoving his hands in his pocket, he headed back to his car, his leather loafers echoing against the cement walkway. “Keep moving and don’t look back,” he muttered to himself. “Business and pleasure don’t mix.”
He gripped the cool car door handle, and despite all the warring in his head, looked up. Lucy’s silhouette was outlined behind the sheers covering the front window. His hand dropped and formed a tight fist. The sheers fluttered and the front door light flicked off, casting the house in darkness.
With shaking muscles Brogan didn’t think. He sprinted up the walk and jumped the three front steps. As he raised his hand, the front door flew open and Lucy stumbled into his chest, slamming the door closed behind her. His arm locked around her waist, and he pushed her against the solid wood door. Her heated gaze focused on his face as he lowered his mouth, trying to take it slow. But the instant his lips touched hers…he wanted it all. He wanted to consume her until they became one. Fire raged through his veins from the scent of her skin, the feel of her curves and the texture of her lips. He was a goner.
His tongue swept inside her warm, wet mouth and the kiss turned serious and devouring. The instant her tongue touched his, a shudder ran down his spine. He pressed her deeper against the door, needing to feel the length of her against his body. Her hands moved to his shoulders and gripped his muscles beneath his shirt. She smelled like warm woman and great sex. She brushed her fingers at the top of his collar and spread them through his hair. A moan escaped her throat, twisting his gut with pain and pleasure. Brogan groaned into her greedy mouth. The need rushing through him burned him alive. And he welcomed it. For the first time in a very long time, he allowed the lust to spread its liquid fire. He rocked against her, tilting her head for better access. His thumb brushed her neck and connected with her racing pulse. Their mouths opened and closed as they couldn’t stop feeding each other hungry kisses.
Suddenly he froze. Arms and legs rigid. His head shot up, pulling air into his deprived lungs. “Shit!”
Lucy blinked her fiery gray eyes in confusion. “What–––Omigod!” She pushed at his chest.
Brogan turned, pulling Lucy in front. He blocked his face with his other arm against the glare of the red and blue flashing lights.
From the police cruiser idling in her driveway.
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