rhaps her rain‑slicked fingers simply slipped. She was still outsid

indrops slammed in

over her head, trying to protect her

around fr

ar the door was a long, clear pla

ed the handle, and p

lief as the rain hammered

nd to pull the

e rain, sh

iling. He wasn't moving. The heavy rain was soaking into his

a could cause a massive PR headache for the host committee. Or worse, Bradley could be blamed for the hostility. It was a weak excuse, and she knew it. The truth was, she couldn't just leave a human being standing out t

She lifted her arm, tilting the cle

er. The water was d

the umbrella was

to him that she could feel th

eavy thud of his heartbeat

physical presence. She dropped her gaze

ocked onto

It was a complex web of gold filigree, holding

's breat

echnique immediately

n. She forgot about the

g her face closer to his chest to

t his wet shirt. It smelled fa

n Keaton's bod

obbed as he swallowed hard. Hi

her move. He thought she w

g to wrap his fingers around her w

whispered to herself, completely mesmerized. "How d

nd stopped

t the top o

him. She was looking a

im. He dropped his hand back to his sid

heels. She looked up at him, her ey

outh to ask him

eon

ked voice sliced

d. She spun he

ning, waving her arms franticall

aped into her throa

d back at

is looking for me,

of the umbrella direct

the rain, leaving him standing a