The Best Mistake of Her Life

From behind her, the clerk’s voice sounded far away. “Shall I search for a few more items for you, Mr. James?”

Memphis’s gaze bored relentlessly into Kate’s, despite the fact he was addressing the redhead, his voice husky. “I have everything I need right here.”

Kate’s lips flattened and her chest pinched around her heart.

If the clerk was picking up on the undertones, hopefully she thought it was anger. Because Kate was angry, at Memphis for being so inappropriate and woefully unconcerned about their audience, and at herself—for still being susceptible to the bold, too-large-for-life Memphis.

Finally, the clerk said, “I’ll be back in a few minutes to check on you.”

His gaze shifted briefly to the woman. “I’d prefer that you didn’t,” he said, and Kate’s belly burned at his frank words. His eyes returned to hers, and the tension in her insides reached levels that interfered with her ability to breathe as he went on. “Ms. Anderson and I will come find you when we’re done.”

A sensual heat and heart-thumping anticipation swelled so acutely it pushed the breath from her lungs and filled every available space in her stomach. As the salesclerk turned on her heel and exited, neither of them moved, their gazes engaged in a duel.

Once the lady pulled the door shut behind her, Kate took a deep breath and gathered her strung-out nerves, feeling woozy from the wine and the man. “Memphis, let’s just concentrate on finishing.”

He didn’t move. “That’s what I’m doing.”

A crackling electricity hit her body and spread. “No, you’re not,” she said. “You’re intentionally trying to make me uncomfortable. And that isn’t going to help us complete our task,” she said, and she turned to head for the rest of the shirts.

Memphis wrapped his fingers around her wrist, preventing her departure from his side, and her heart rate surged into overdrive as she reluctantly faced him.

His gaze was relentless. “Maybe that’s not the task I’m trying to complete.”

Oh, God. She wasn’t ready for this.

She would never be ready for this.

Desperate to delay the inevitable, she said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

But she did, she just couldn’t admit it, because right now his skin on hers reminded her of just how long it had been since she’d been touched by a man.

Fingers wrapped around her wrist, Memphis took a step closer. “Do you remember what you said the last time we made love that night?”

Kate’s mouth went dry and her throat constricted, cutting off her breath. The heat of his palm was but a small reminder of the fire this man had the ability to create. It was several moments before she could answer. “No.”

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