Dr. Jake Levinson needs an excuse to see Meghan. It has been a year since her daughter’s surgery. Long enough to be without the woman he loves. But medical ethics isn’t the only thing standing in their way.
When Meghan and Jake meet outside the hospital, their love sparks anew and passion ignites. Jake doesn’t want to sneak into Meghan’s bed though. He wants to marry her, but there are so many conflicts to overcome. He can only hope Megan loves him enough.
Compromise is easy when love is strong, but if he has to, Jake will tear down his world for the woman he desires above everything else.
His dark eyes looked black in the moonlight. “You know, Meghan, what I want to do right now is kiss you.”
He didn’t wait for permission but tilted her chin up and claimed her mouth, steadying her with one hand at the back of her head. He slid his tongue along her lower lip, coaxing it open, tasting her. A soft exploration, sure, not tentative, full of promise for more. Much more.
When he broke the kiss he was breathing hard. “I’ve been wanting to do that since I first saw you in the hospital, before Joci’s surgery.”
He had? He’d never given her any indication, not then and not by any specific action until tonight. “You never said anything before. I wouldn’t have minded if you had.”
“It wouldn’t have been right for me to, not as long as I was part of Joci’s surgical team. You have no idea how hard it was for me to wait until I finished my fellowship and went into private practice so I could ask you out without it being an issue of ethics.”
“Oh.” She’d wondered why Jake had rarely been scheduled to handle Joci’s follow-up visits after he’d joined the practice with her chief surgeon. “I felt bad that I didn’t often get to see you when I brought Joci to the office for visits.”
His dazzling smile made her want to hug him. “I was biding my time, waiting for the chance to ask you out.”
“Yes, really. I’m glad the wait is over.” He kissed her again, this time his touch as gentle as the first had been intense.
Meghan sensed this was a man she could lean on, nothing at all like the spoiled boy Bruce had been. Jake managed to start a fire burning inside her with nothing more than a touch, a featherlight kiss. His big, sure hands slid down her back, drew her closer until her nipples tingled at the delicious contact with his chest. “Mmmm.” Her sigh against his lips made him deepen the contact, as if he knew she wanted more.
He was trembling when he broke the kiss. He held her hands and met her gaze. Moonlight etched his features, made them seem taut, hawkish, as if he was barely able to restrain himself from swooping down on his prey. “You pack one hell of a wallop, sweetheart. I’d better leave now while I still can.”
She’d have dragged him into her bed if Joci hadn’t been sleeping in the next room. God help her, she hadn’t been so aroused for years.
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