We'd been apart less than two days, and he was still determined to make up for lost time.
"You like it when I touch you here?" he murmured against my skin, kissing my neck from shoulder to ear.
"Yes," I sighed, holding his head in my hands as he feasted on me like a starving man.
***
It's been a wild ride for Caleb and me, and it's only getting wilder by the minute. Between Masterson, the sheik, an elite group of assassins, and the law, everyone wants a piece of us.
But when are we going to get any peace?