Flynn wrapped an arm around her, splaying his palm flat across her stomach. She froze.
“What are you doing? We agreed. No more touching. Now isn’t the time.”
“Our agreement isn’t working for me.” He covered her back with his body, feeling his temper ease slightly as her warmth seeped into him.
“Flynn.” Her tone was a warning.
“It isn’t working for you, either.” He used his free hand to pull her hair off her neck. Baring it to him.
“We agreed.” It was an accusation. Her body still tense in his arms.
“It was a stupid agreement. We’re going nuts here, snapping at each other when what we really want is to touch.” He kissed the curve where her neck met her shoulder and felt her shudder. “We need a new agreement, a new plan.”
She didn’t speak, but he felt her heartbeat speed up under his lips.
“How about we touch, but we keep it a secret until your sister is gone?”
She stilled. Thinking. “Explain?” Her demand made him smile against the sensitive skin behind her ear.
“We’ll have a secret affair. One that won’t interfere with everything else you need to concentrate on. We’ll get together in times like this. Times when no one knows and you don’t have to deal with your sister.”
He felt her relax slightly under his touch. “I don’t know.”
“We can’t stay away from each other. It isn’t working.”
“We’ve only been trying for a day. For goodness’ sake. We only kissed—”
“It shouldn’t be this hard,” he said, finishing the thought for her. “I know.”
She sank into him and he knew he’d won. “Secret?”
“Promise.”
Abby reached for the towel near her and dried her hands. Flynn took the opportunity to kiss his way down her neck and across her shoulder.
Slowly, she turned in his arms. Her hands fisted in the front of his shirt. “I’m worried I can’t think rationally because I’m being swamped by hormones.”
Flynn blinked at her. “Hormones?”
She nodded, totally serious. “Jena says I’m sexually frustrated, and women in my condition do stupid things.”
Ah, the penny dropped. Flynn fought a grin. “And you think I’m one of those stupid things?”
She let out a heavy sigh. “I can’t think straight around you.”
He was pleased to know he wasn’t the only one. “You shouldn’t say that sort of thing to a man. It gives him too much power over you.”
The look she gave him was pure innocence, tempered by hunger. “What will you do with all that power?”
“Whatever you want,” he said. “I’ll do whatever you want.”
Gently he ran his nose down the soft skin of her neck to her shoulder and nipped at the muscle. The tension seeped from her body. Her hands snapped up to hold his shoulders. Her head swayed, falling backwards. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time a woman had responded to his touch like Abby did. If any woman ever had.
He pulled her tighter to him, feeling her softness against his body. Wanting her closer still. He placed slow, lazy kisses along her collarbone. Her eyes were dazed with need. Her gaze dipped to his lips. The tip of her tongue popped out to run along her bottom lip. He waited a beat, wondering what she would do. Her teeth nibbled her full bottom lip, making him groan. Slowly, her fingers curled into his shirt.
“Kiss me?” she whispered.
“Always,” he whispered back.