Shelli Stevens

“Male jealousy is the equivalent to PMS in my opinion. So just go about your business until his cycle passes.”

“Please Polo."What the hell? "It's Marco.""That's what I said.”

“She teetered to catch her balance, but his arm still held her, kept her from falling. And then his mouth crashed down on hers and her balance went wonky for other reasons.Kate clutched his shoulders and moaned, parting her lips to his fierce kiss. The smell of his familiar, spicy cologne filled her senses. His tongue explored every inch of her mouth, his hands roving over her body. It was deliberate. A man staking his claim. Every female instinct inside of her could sense it.”

“[Todd] “There isn’t a woman I’m trying to impress with baking. I made that up.”Kate frowned, stilling in her efforts to free herself. “Why did you say that then?”“Damn it, to keep this from happening.” His head blocked out the light as it dipped, and then his mouth crashed down on hers.Shock ripped through her as his lips masterfully parted hers, his tongue plunging inside to taste her.”