One Night: Sizzling Attraction. Annie West

made me want you? Believe me when I say, I want you in or out of the dress, Charity. It doesn’t matter what you’re wearing.”

      “That isn’t what I meant. It makes me feel special. It makes me feel like me. I like that. But you said some nice things, too.”

      A smile curved his lips. “As far as I’m concerned, that was damn poetry, woman.”

      “Noted. And appreciated.” She closed her eyes and kissed him again, letting the feeling of closeness, the feeling of—if not camaraderie—not being at each other’s throats, wash over her. “I guess we’re done here then.”

      “Not quite.” That smile of his turned wicked. “I was thinking perhaps you’d like a chance to choose some of your own lingerie, too.”