She felt her skin heat like a furnace and a flush rise up her neck. Her chest was rising and falling as her breaths turned into pants that would rival Farmer on a hot day. Her heart was drumming fast and loud in her chest. If Nate actually kissed her, she was afraid it would explode.
As she began to realize that his lips on her might be an actual possibility, nerves bubbled up inside of her. But they were met with other, more intense emotions.
Not even attempting to harness or suppress the need and desire that she was sure was evident from her flush of arousal, the pants of her breathing and her heavy lidded eyes, she took a deep breath and confessed, “Yes. I meant it.”
His gaze darkened and she noticed his breathing grew shallower before he rasped, “You wanted me to see you in them?”
“Yes.” Her voice was stronger now. Determined. Focused.
She’d never backed down from something that she wanted, not if it was within her power to get it. The problem with Nate was, she’d never felt like being with him, touching him or loving him was attainable. But something had changed between them.
This might be her only window of opportunity and she didn’t just plan on going through it, she was going to dive through that sucker headfirst.