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The next song came on, Don’t Speak by No Doubt, and one of his hands was crawling up her spine, causing goose bumps to rise. It came to rest exactly at the spot where her deep neckline revealed her skin. His thumb caressed the tiny square inch of bare skin, sending one delicious shiver after the other down her spine.
God, this felt wonderful!
Years and years of solitude melted away.
Nadia shed all her insecurities and inhibitions like a bride lifting her veil after the wedding ceremony to entrance the groom with her beauty.
One of her hands wandered from his shoulder to his chest where it came to rest over a heart beating as fast as hers.
She felt Lucas pull her closer, and closer still, until their bodies were molded against each other and every move caused incredibly tantalizing friction. The light cotton of her summer dress was torture against her skin, as was the way his fingers on her waist massaged and pressed with just the right amount of pressure.
If he pulled her any closer, she’d break through clothes and skin, and fall through his body right into his heart.
Nadia recalled the almost hungry looks he had shot her during the day, the countless times he had found an excuse to touch her.
Was he as drawn to her as she was to him?