Chapter 17
Anton wondered what the hell was happening to him. He liked women. Liked the way it felt to touch them, even when it was just holding hands.
Holding hands with Katie made him feel like an amateur.
For the first time, he was aware of everything. The softness and warmth of her skin, the strength of the muscles beneath. And her sweetly soft kiss! Damn but she had a mouth on her that he could spend a long time getting to know.
Ricardo cleared his throat.
Anton tried to ignore him as he studied the honey in Katie’s amber eyes. They had darkened as she looked at him. He was just leaning forward to try another kiss when Michelle’s elbow—she had seriously sharp elbows he’d know anywhere—caught him in the ribs.
She did it hard enough that he klonked foreheads with Katie hard enough
