His mouth was hard, warm and tasted of the outdoors. “Claire,” he said softly, and then his whole hand curved around her chin and he tugged her forward slightly and kissed her. Heat surged through her, wild and fluttery, and she wanted to lean into his skin like her silly dog nudging her hand for more petting.
Before she could stir her brain to function, to speak or move away or something, he reached out a roughened thumb and caressed her jawline. But, after fifteen years of distinguished police service (mostly undercover) in Oakland, Riley has returned home to take the position of Police Chief and Claire is stunned to discover that the pest of her youth has turned into a gorgeous, sexy man who makes her tingle in all the places that have been silent since her husband divorced her and married his 23-year-old receptionist. Claire Bradford’s most vivid memories of her best friend’s younger brother are of a pesky little boy who delighted in teasing and tormenting her and his sisters and of a teenage bad boy who set the town of Hope’s Crossing on its ear.
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