Author Archives: Margie Church

Skylar walked toward him, the picture of confidence and seduction in a black and
white sheath dress that clung to her curves. Her coppery-red hair rested on her right
shoulder.
Vince couldn’t wait to run his fingers through the thick, luxurious tresses and
over every inch of Ms. Landis.
She stood in front of him, a demure smile on her lips. “Vince. Finally.”
He took her hands, drawing her into an embrace. “Welcome home.”
“I can’t believe the day is finally here. We’re here.” Her voice held a gentle North
Carolina drawl she’d picked up after years living at the U.S. Marine Corps base
there.
When he kissed her cheek, citrus and spice scents grabbed his attention. He
whispered into her ear, “You look even more gorgeous than I imagined, and you
smell good enough to eat.”
“One can only hope.”
He winked at her. Though it had been ten years since they’d seen each other,
the intimate exchanges they’d had and the plans they’d made for this weekend
removed the usual dating preliminaries. He brushed the tip of his nose against hers.
Passion smoldered in her green eyes. She didn’t move from his embrace.
He kissed her lips softly, hoping to invoke the same desire unfurling in the pit of
his stomach. He noted a slowness in her breathing. Anticipation?
She brought her hand to the back of his head, and slowly moved her fingers in
the short hairs there.
Vince held her a little tighter. He teased her lips with the tip of his tongue, silently
inviting her to taste him. The sounds of shoppers quieted as only her soft moan
reached his ears. He kissed her with strengthening desire, but didn’t rush this first
time. Pent-up emotions made his body react like any red-blooded man’s would,
especially since she responded with equal passion. If he didn’t end the kiss soon,
anyone would be able to see the physical effect she’d had on him. Vince cupped her
cheek and gave her one more gentle kiss before stepping back.
He cleared his throat. “You’re lucky we’re in public.”
She glanced down his body, then back to his eyes. A satisfied grin curled her
glistening lips. “A little bit of patience is all you need.”
“Patience?” He snorted. “You’ve driven me half out of my mind with wanting you.
I think we should continue this reunion in the privacy of your hotel room.”
She reached for his shirt collar, pulling him close again. “I want to enjoy every
second of the adventures we’ve planned.”
She’s right. He stuffed away his natural desire to get naked and wreck the bed in
every way possible. He pointed toward the hallway while gliding his other hand down
her back to rest on her hip. “Our first stop is there. Macy’s is never going to be the
same in my book.”
She gave him a flirty grin. “Oh, I like the way you think.” Continue reading →