The dog immediately snorted in excitement and raced to Kylie, quickly going through his entire repertoire of tricks without pause, sitting, offering a paw to shake, lying down, rolling over . The dog gave a bark of sheer joy and gamely took off, his short bowlegs churning up the distance.But as always, stopping was a problem and he overshot the ball.He'll most likely be flattered that you took the lead (though there are ways to make him think kissing you was his idea, too).
In short, she was not looking how she wanted to be looking while fac- ing this man again. Joe laughed and the sound caused an answering tug from deep inside Kylie, which was maddening. Not her own personal history, but her mother’s, and she refused to be the apple who fell too close to the tree.She sighed, gave up the ridiculous pretense of being engrossed by her phone, and looked up. He wore a black T- shirt stretched over broad shoulders, loose over tight abs, untucked over cargos that emphasized his mile- long legs. She had no idea why she let him drive her so crazy with little to no effort on his part, but she did her best to not examine the reasons for this. Joe had been special ops and still had most of his skills, skills he used on his job at an investigation and securities firm upstairs, where he was, for the lack of a better term, a professional finder and fixer. Kylie wasn’t all that established yet and could certainly use the work. Joe had squatted low, hands held out for the dog, who never so much glanced over at Kylie as he took a flying leap into Joe’s waiting arms.She was supposed to smile and ask how she could help him. He was built like the soldier he’d been not too long ago, as if keeping fit was his job— which, given what he did for a living, it absolutely was. Molly was his sister, and from what Kylie knew of the Malone family, they were close. He was a calm and impenetrable badass on the job, and a calm, impenetrable smartass off it. While she was thinking about this and other things she shouldn’t be thinking, Joe was eyeball- ing the opened box of chocolates on the counter, which a client had brought in earlier. and his gaze locked in on the last Bordeaux— her favorite. Arms that she knew were warm and strong and gave great hugs, dammit.So to have that bone- melting kiss with Joe still messing with her head and now Gib suddenly show- ing interest after…well, years, she felt like a panicked teenager. RITA Award–winning Shalvis continues her literary winning streak with the latest in her Heartbreaker Bay series, once again gifting readers with an emotionally engaging contemporary love story with a piquant sense of humor and plenty of red-hot romance.Showing Him You're Kissable Going in for the Kiss Kissing Techniques Community Q&A Locking lips with a cute guy might seem intimidating, but it's easier than you think!A mirror I haven’t yet even started isn’t for sale.” “Everything’s for sale,” Joe said. Shaking her head, she reached beneath the front counter, pulled a miniature tennis ball from her bag, and waved it in front of Vinnie, who began to try to swim through the air to get to the ball. Grunting, farting, or snoring— these were his strong suits.