“Hmm.” Hell, he’d lost his voice. Maybe his capacity for thought. They were headed where his body had wanted her since the day they met. Blood surged to his groin, leaving his brain defenseless. “What’s that?” She rubbed a finger across his lower lip. “Do I make you nervous?” She threw off his equilibrium, but he could work with that since he was trained to adapt to new and dangerous situations. He licked his lips, letting his tongue brush the finger she still pressed against him. “I can handle you.” “Oh, sweetheart, I doubt it.”
Book:Fight By The Team