Chapter 49 - She was both sick and relieved when he let her go.

Lifting her arms, Liz wrapped them around the back of his neck; shuddering when he let his hands trail down her body with such control that she was certain he was only trying to torment her.

He started with her back, the backs of his fingers skimming a line down from her jaw to her chest and tracing the edge of her crisp white shirt right down to the first – perhaps prudishly high – button, then back up the other side, pressing one kiss, then another, and finally a third.

She opened her mouth to say something, anything, but found she couldn’t. Her mind was too foggy. And there was the haunting fear that if she said the wrong thing she might break this unexpected magical spell they were both under.

And yet…somewhere…something needled her, niggling at her.

What was she forgetting?

But then he let his hands wander down her back, dancing over her spine, her hips, until they were cupping her backside and she could do nothing but move with him and press tighter against him – heat against s