Chapter 24

The very last thing Rowan had expected to be doing tonight was making out with Nash Brewer in the monster recliner. It was ridiculous. Juvenile, even. She didn't let men get close - a consequence of being a woman in a male-dominated profession, even before everything went to shit. But the moment Nash settled his mouth over hers, all she wanted was to get closer. It was impossible to think like this, with his lips exploring hers. It had been so long since she'd been able to turn off her brain and escape.

On a sigh, she opened for him, angling her head to take the kiss deeper, committing to oblivion for just a little while. She let go of everything else but the feel and flavor of him, unfamiliar and exciting. He tasted of coffee and something darker that didn't quite match the easygoing flyboy persona he usually wore. The combination lit a spark in her blood.