Chapter Twenty-One

They spent most of the weekend in bed. Much to Tally’s amusement. Ryan didn’t seem to grow bored with exploring every inch of her body. As she was laying in a half exhausted slumber Sunday morning. The memory of the Friday night Christmas Party came back to her. That moment on the balcony when he had confronted her.

Ryan took a step closer still, putting a hand under her chin, turning her face back to his. “That person would be who, Tally?” His breath washing over her face in a light caress. Cooling her hot cheeks.

She giggled. Walking into Ryan’s body, allowing her breast to push up against his hard chest, her nipples instantly hardened. She watched as her hands ran down his arms before taking them back up again over his shoulders, then she sunk her fingers into his lush hair. Her blue gaze meant his intense amber eyes. Tally went onto her toes as she brought Ryan’s head down so her lips were a hair’s breath away from his. “You have to know you are every woman’s wet dream.” She whispe