Tall, Dark And Temporary. Susan Connell

we’ll be sorry for later.”

      There was a double entendre in there someplace, but she wasn’t going to dwell on it now. Using her other hand, she closed her fingers around the handle and tugged.

      “See? When I do this, it doesn’t budge. The gasket slipped and it’s totally locked up.”

      Before she could step aside, he reached around her with both arms, caging her in a parody of an embrace.

      “Like this?” he asked, as he began tugging the handle.

      “Exactly like that,” she said, closing her eyes as his jarring moves became a masculine force field surrounding her. It would be so easy to melt back against his body and lose herself in the enticing vibrations.

      “Nick, I hope you know what you’re doing.” Because being this close to you, I don’t.

      “Trust me.”