she hadn’t had much time for romance. High school had been
the only time she’d ever experimented, and she hadn’t done
mu
ch. She certainly hadn’t done any of this.
She slammed this drawer shut as well. Her body was on fire,
and she didn’t want to think about where all that heat was
concentrated. She was shocked by the items, but she was more
shocked at the dirty direction her thoughts went. Her lips
tingled and she put her fingers up to touch them. Giana had
kissed her in the car. Hard. Not the kind of kiss that messed
around. Coralyn had tasted the questions in it, the possession,
the passion. She’d never been kissed like that before in her
life. Giana knew what she was doing.
Apparently, she knew what she was doing in other ways too.
Coralyn wheeled away from the dresser. She didn’t touch
the other drawers. They were probably full of other kinky,
sexy things that she didn’t need to see. She tried the other
dressers, sliding the drawers open quietly and carefully, but
she found only clothes, undergarments which made her blush
all over again, and socks. The far side of the room had two
huge, mirrored doors. She walked over, and sure enough, they
were hiding a walk-in closet.
As soon as she stepped in, her heart leapt. Hope could be a
wicked thing, but she felt it now, because on the top shelf at
the far end of the closet were boxes. Jewellery boxes of all
shapes and sizes. She rushed forward and started frantically
pawing through them. One box contained watches that were
probably each worth a small fortune.
She went from box to box. At least these appeared
somewhat sorted. Rings and bracelets took up two other boxes.