Judith McNaught Quote

If you’re suddenly as curious as I am to find out if it was as good between us as it now seems in retrospect, then say so. His own suggestion startled Ian, although having made it, he saw no great harm in exchanging a few kisses if that was what she wanted.To Elizabeth, his statement that it had been good between us defused her ire and confused her at the same time. She stared at him in dazed wonder while his hands tightened imperceptibly on her arms. Self-conscious, she let her gaze drop to his finely molded lips, watching as a faint smile, a smile lifted them at the corners, and inch by inch, the hands on her arms were drawing her closer.Afraid to find out? he asked, and it was the trace of huskiness in his voice that she remembered, that worked its strange spell on her again, as it had so long ago. His hands shifted to the curve of her waist. Make up your mind, he whispered, and in her confused state of loneliness and longing, she made no protest when he bent his head. A shock jolted through her as his lips touched hers, warm, inviting-brushing slowly back and forth. Paralyzed, she waited for that shattering passion he’d shown her before, without realizing that her participation had done much to trigger it. Standing still and tense, she waited to experience that forbidden burst of exquisite delight…wanted to experience it, just once, just for a moment. Instead his kiss was feather-light, softly stroking…teasing!She stiffened, pulling back an inch, and his gaze lifted lazily from her lips to her eyes. Dryly, he said, That’s not quit the way I remembered it.Nor I, Elizabeth admitted, unaware that he was referring to her lack of participation.Care to try it again? Ian invited, still willing to indulge in a few pleasurable minutes of ardor, so long as there was no pretense that it was anything but that, and no loss of control on his part.The bland amusement in his tone finally made her suspect he was treating this as some sort of diverting game or perhaps a challenge, and she looked at him in shock, Is this a-a Do you want to make it into one?Elizabeth shook her head and abruptly surrendered her secret memories of tenderness and stormy passion. Like all her other former illusions about him, that too had evidently been false. With a mixture of exasperation and sadness, she looked at him and said, I don’t think so.Why not?You’re playing a game, she told him honestly, mentally throwing her hands up in weary despair, and I don’t understand the rules.They haven’t changed, he informed her. It’s the same game we played before-I kiss you, he emphasized meaningfully, kiss His blunt criticism of her lack of participation left her caught between acute embarrassment and the urge to kick him in the shin, but his arm was tightening around her waist while his other hand was sliding slowly up her back, sensuously stroking her nape.How do you remember it? he teased as his lips came closer. Show me.