““Gunner’s grin widened as he took a single step back. “That blouse of yours is causing me all kinds of pain in all the right places.” I gave my blouse a once over and quickly decided that there was nothing wrong with the dang thing. “Then maybe you should go back to your motel room, grab a towel, and do something about it,” I told him. He wrapped a callused hand around my face and tipped my chin up. Our mouths were way too close. “I could use the help of a good-looking lady.””
