The Last Groom on Earth

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Authors: Kristin James
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time the evening wound down, he was regaling her with some of his more interesting cases, and Angela was listening with gratifyingly wide-eyed amazement.
    They didn’t leave until the jazz bar closed, and their steps as they walked away from the small place were slow. Bryce took Angela’s hand, and she leaned against his arm as they strolled along. Bryce could feel the heat of her body through his shirt, and below the rolled-up sleeves, where his bare skin touched hers, tantalizing frissons of pleasure snaked up his arm and down through his torso. He was aware of the faint scent of her perfume, warmed by her body, and of the nearness of her breasts and hips. He remembered how they had felt pressed against him the night he had kissed her. He remembered how swiftly his blood had turned to fire, how much he had wanted to tumble back onto his bed with her and explore every inch of her body.
    What was it about her that made her so damn desirable? Even now, just the memory was making him hard and aching. She teased his senses, even though he could not accuse her of trying to. She simply aroused him, and he knew that he had felt it all evening long in subtle ways. Now, however, in the darkness with herbody close to his, all subtlety was giving way to a building, throbbing need.
    He glanced down at her face, sleepy and vague in the wash of moonlight, and wondered what she would think if he stopped and kissed her right here on the sidewalk. Would she stiffen, the mood broken, and pull away from him…or would she melt into his arms like thick, warm honey? His breath caught in his throat at the thought of it.
    Bryce told himself it was foolish to think this way. For all that Angela had joked and talked with him tonight, she would not be interested in him, not in that way. She had been trying to make up to him for all the times she had played tricks on him as a teenager. She was assuaging her guilt, not looking for a man. For all he knew, she was already involved with someone, and even if she were not, Bryce was sure that he was not the sort of man she would choose. He was too staid, too dull, too practical. His world was bound by logic and numbers, and hers seemed to have no boundaries at all. The other night when they had kissed and she had seemed as caught up in the fire as he—surely that had been a fluke, a mere chance.
    And if, by chance, she should respond to him, where would it lead? Bryce knew that any thought of a future was pointless. They were too different. Hell, they even lived in different cities! They would be bored within hours once they had made love. Or, worse, they would grow restless and irritated with each other. There could be nothing between them but a mere dalliance, and Bryce would never think of engaging in a fling with the daughter of people whom he respected and liked as much as he did Angela’s parents. No. It was entirely out of the question.
    Yet, looking at her, feeling her satiny flesh against his arm, tantalized by her scent, Bryce found it strangely difficult to hold onto his reasoned arguments. All the way back to the office, potently erotic images kept flickering in Bryce’s mind. He couldn’t stop imagining how Angela looked without her clothes on or how her skin would feel beneath the stroke of his hand. He thought of her breasts and thighs and had to bite down hard on his lip to pull his mind away from the arousing thoughts before his desire became all too evident.
    Angela stopped her car in front of the office, right behind Bryce’s large dark Mercedes. She put the car into Park and turned toward him. Bryce gazed back at her for a long moment. He wanted to lean over and press his lips to hers. The car was small, and the space that separated them was narrow. It would be so easy to touch her. He could smell the faint scent of her perfume in the air. Her mouth was soft and moist, her lips slightly parted. Bryce swallowed as the flames in his abdomen licked higher.
    “Well, uh…” His voice

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