Say It With Sequins: The Rumba: HarperImpulse Contemporary Romance Novella by Georgia Hill Page B

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    “Harri?” she said eventually and opened her eyes to find his face near hers and her mouth captured.
    For a first kiss it was pretty good. One strong arm held her to him but, while his mouth plundered hers, he did not relinquish his hold on her hand.
    Eventually they broke apart, content simply to gaze into one another’s eyes.
    “God!” Julia said when she had her breath back. “Thank God,” she said and meant it.
    Now he did let go of her hand and ran a finger down her cheek. It was hot and he smiled, pleased that he had made her so.
    “I’ve wanted to do that for a while,” he said, his Welsh accent pronounced.
    “Then why didn’t you?” Julia found she was breathing heavily and her eyes dropped to his mouth. She wanted him to kiss her again.
    He sighed heavily. “Don’t get me wrong, I really wanted to but  …  in my line of work I have to be careful. I can’t go around, you know  … ”
    “That’s the silliest thing I’ve ever heard!”
    “Do you know, cariad, I couldn’t agree more.”
    “Kiss me again,” she demanded.
    He did so and then broke away to answer. “Besides I wasn’t sure how you felt.”
    “I don’t think I was sure. Until now.” She traced a finger lightly over his generous lips. He had such a well-shaped mouth she thought, she hadn’t noticed it until now and wondered why.
    Harri smiled again, he couldn’t seem to stop. “Well cariad, you were spending so much time with the lovely Daniel.”
    Julia straightened. “He’s coaching me!” she said indignantly. “He’s a really good friend. And I think he’s gay anyway.” She blushed.
    “He didn’t look very gay from where I was standing. Something tells me Daniel wants you as more than a friend.”
    This time Julia grinned. “You’re jealous!” The realisation sent a warm glow spreading through her.
    “You bet. It’s been tearing me apart.”
    He raised a hand to the back of her neck and brought her close to him again. He was a little rough but Julia didn’t mind, she found she was exhilarated and the sexual tug, deep in her soul, pulled at her again. Their mouths met and this time neither held anything back.
    The sound of their drinks being clinked down on the glass table in front of them had them springing apart and giggling.
    “Let’s get out of here,” Harri threw down a note. “Which flat’s closest?”
    “Mine,” Julia said and grabbed her coat. They went out into the icy December night where the white Christmas lights turned them monochrome.
    “Islington, please,” she said to the taxi driver as they got into the cab. She was shivering violently but it wasn’t with cold.
    “Might take a while love,” he replied, “traffic’s terrible tonight. Crowds out to see the lights, I expect.”
    Julia and Harri didn’t notice how long the journey home was, nor did they notice the spectacular Christmas lights; they were too busy kissing. They broke off just long enough to unlock Julia’s front door and then it slammed behind them as Harri shoved her, none too gently, up against it. He took her hands in his and Julia felt open and vulnerable and incredibly turned on.
    “I can’t stop kissing you,” he murmured, “I just can’t stop kissing you.” He tore her scarf away and kissed her neck, leaving a trail of fire. His knee nudged her legs apart and she felt him hard and demanding as he pressed against her. She’d never felt this sexually charged she thought incoherently, she was going to explode if she didn’t have him. He searched under her heavy coat, and then slid two fingers into a gap in the front of her shirt. A button tore but neither noticed as Harri tugged the delicate lace of Julia’s bra away and cupped her breast with his hand. Julia felt her knees give way, his hand was cold and the shock of it had her nipple zinging to life. Another button shot off and he took his burning mouth to her breast. The door rattled on its hinges under their combined weight and Julia would