Posted by Opal Carew
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The only woman he could ever love, has a secret he could never forgive.
Sophie Curtis is a heart-transplant recipient with some spooky body memories. She’s been in her own antiseptic bubble for so long, she just might not be able to venture out into the real world again.
Whatever shred of optimism Ethan Bing had left after becoming Broslin Chief of Police had been seared out of him by the unsolved murder of his wife two years ago. Then Sophie pops into his life, and she gets through his defenses like no other, but soon it becomes clear that she’s been selected as the killer’s next victim.
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Bing drove them home, led the dog to the back, and snapped off the leash, then shook his head with a smile when Peaches took a leaping run as he spotted a squirrel at the back fence.
“Thank you.” She grinned after the goofball before turning to Bing. “And thank you for the gardening.
And the bath too. This is more progress than I would have made in a month on my own. I—”
“I enjoyed it,” he said quietly, watching her face.
She blinked. “You did? But it was just a lot of work.”
“I enjoyed spending time with you.”
Oh. Pleasure spread through her. “Me too.”
She walked him back up front, feeling thrilled and awkward in equal measure. They stopped on the stoop outside the door.
A half smile came to play on his lips. “You’re easy to be around. And easy on the eye. That’s a bonus.” He caught himself. Took a step back. “I have no right to be saying that. I’m not in a place where—”
“I’m attracted to you too,” she blurted, then wished the earth would just open up beneath her and swallow her up along with the wave of embarrassment that washed over her. She had no idea how to act around a man she was attracted to. She was pitifully inexperienced when it came to dating.
He stepped closer with an intense, thoughtful look on his face. “We shouldn’t do this.”
Her heart gave a hard thud.
“You probably can’t kiss.” Another step closer. “What does the doctor say?”
“We never kissed,” she deadpanned. “Dr. Pratt and I are not interested in each other that way.”
The sound of his deep laughter broke the tension between them. He moved a little closer still.
“Dr. Pratt says intimacy is all right, unless the other person is sick.” She couldn’t believe she just said that.
Why not put a neon sign on her forehead? DESPERATE FOR SEX.
“This isn’t going to work.” He leaned his forehead against hers, the skin-to-skin contact jolting. “This isn’t the right time for either of us.” His hands slid up her arms. “I shouldn’t kiss you,” he said.
And then he did.
He didn’t do more than brush his lips over hers, and her head was swimming. Her heart seemed to skip several beats, which gave her a moment of anxiety before she remembered that it might be normal. Things like that were frequently mentioned in romance novels.
She’d just never thought it was real, that she could ever feel a wave of desire as intense as this. Bing slowly put his arms around her, drawing her closer, and suddenly her breasts were snuggled against his hard chest. Tingles ran across her skin. Then he nibbled on her lower lip gently, and her knees went weak.
She lifted her hands to his waist, for support first, then they somehow slipped around him and moved up the rippling muscles of his back. His body felt like a work of art under her fingertips.
A long minute of bliss passed before he eased back to look at her.
She stared at him, dazed, then gathered herself.
“I’m not like this normally.” They barely knew each other, even if she’d felt an instant connection, almost from the moment she’d met him.
He raised an eyebrow. “Like what?”
“Brazen.” If that was the right word.
He shook his head, that half smile coming out again. “Think again. You just locked lips with the police captain on your front stoop for everyone to see.”
She felt her face flush as he watched her, conflicting emotions crossing his face. The half smile disappeared as he stepped back.
“Don’t say it,” she blurted. “Don’t say it was a mistake, or apologize or—” She wanted to keep that one perfect moment as it was, even if they never had another.
His gaze darkened. “Apologizing couldn’t be further from what I’m thinking.”
Did the air thin suddenly? She felt like it did. He watched her with an intensity that made it impossible to look away from him. As if he was wrestling with an important decision.