Lindsey looked at him coyly "Grilling is your specialty?" She shook her head. "You really had me fooled."	He set the platter on the island, joined her near the sprawling sectional sofa in the living area, and took her in his arms. She'd never get tired of that feeling.	"Had you fooled how?" he asked.	"I thought kissing was your specialty."	Carden captivated her with his sultry gave. "Grilling... Kissing..." He brushed his lips over hers, teasingly light and feathery. "Take your pick, darlin;," he said in a low whisper, pulling her closer....	"Stay tuned," he said with a rasp in his voice. "I've got a couple other specialties, too.
Tracy March, Should've Said No
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