QUOTE : She’d been expecting him to do so and had planned her revenge. She tipped forward as he lifted her; the shift in her weight had him taking a half step back, then he instinctively locked his legs and steadied…but by then she’d placed herself in the same space, so close that he had to ease her down his body, more or less breast to chest. She’d thought she’d been prepared for the jolt to her senses. She’d been wrong. It was searing, like a sensual flame passing down the front of her, leaving an urgent longing—to seek more of the contact, more of the heat, more of him—in its wake. Her heart raced; her lips throbbed. She felt warm all over and faintly giddy with wanting.