Chapter 13: The right touch.

BLISS PEELED HER BOOTS off and groaned. They were cute and comfortable for a mall stroll, but damn they ached after a full day of on-her-feet action, not to mention sprinting across gravel. She eased back onto the sofa and flexed her toes.

"Did you hurt yourself?"

A wave of heat traversed her body. For a split second she'd forgotten Travis' presence inside her home. She remained very still, wishing the buzz of arousal would die already. It was a completely unreasonable reaction after the day's events.

"Bliss?" His fingers brushed her shoulder. Her breath caught deep in her chest and her skin tingled.

No such luck on killing her lady boner for the man.

"No, no, I'm fine. My feet just hurt."

"Epsom salt?"