Chapter 25

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, taking me by surprise; I didn’t know why. I guess a part of me expected him to come in through the window. I chuckled to myself at the thought, grabbed a black, silk wrap and flung it over my arm, then headed down the stairs.

I flung the door open wide and Lance was standing in the doorway, in all his perfection. His dark hair waved just to his collar, pushed back away from his gorgeous green eyes. He wore a tight black leather jacket, unzipped with a white collared shirt beneath and matching black leather pants. He looked good enough to eat. “Well, don’t you look stunning,” he said with a low whistle, leaning against the doorframe.

“Thank you. So do you,” I replied with a smile. “Won’t you come in?”

“Thank you, but no,” he said in his smooth, sexy voice. He slid his fingers around my waist and slowly pulled me to him, then looked down at me, directly into my eyes. &ld