jump his bones.
His kiss was all that and more.
She just wanted more.
Lizâs breasts were crushed against the rock-solid muscle of his chest, and his arms were wrapped around her tightly. Her lei was pressed between them, the perfume released by the flowers almost making her dizzy with its sweet scent. His touch was the perfect combination of gentleness and demand. She felt immersed in the true blue of his aura, and her conviction that he was exactly the kind of man sheâd guessed him to be. One thing about auras: they had no ability to deceive.
His mouth was locked on hers, coaxing her and claiming her. His lips were both firm and soft, cajoling and demanding. His kiss was simultaneously passionate and sweet, so persuasive and enticing that Liz was sure sheâd never get enough.
She twined her fingers into his hair, loving that it felt as silky and curly as sheâd guessed it would. She ran her hands over his shoulders, liking that he was broad and tallâtaller even than herâand strong. His skin was warm and his embrace seemed protective. She loved that he was all muscle but that he was gentle with her. He pulled her to her toes and deepened his kiss, the touch of his tongue against hers making her so hot that she thought sheâd explode.
As if to prove how magical this embrace was, that strange firelight danced around their bodies and between them. It seemed to light the desire within Liz. Maybe it was some kind of illusion caused by the eclipse or maybe it was a new facet of her power. Liz didnât care. As the flames danced and slid over her skin, Lizâs lust simmered and burned.
Like embers coaxed to burn again, stirred from ashes and coals.
Rob had never kissed her like this.
Maybe she would have fallen for him if he had. She opened her mouth to the sexy surfer, liking the way he caught his breath when she flicked her tongue across the tip of his. He wrapped his arms more tightly around her, locking her against his strength, and she felt his erection against her stomach. Liz was thrilled that he was as excited by their kiss as she was.
âFull eclipse in an hour and a half,â one of the grad students from the research lab said, sounding as if he was a thousand miles away. âLetâs get back to the Institute in time to see it.â
âJust a few more minutes,â protested another guest.
Their voices pulled Liz back to reality. Hard. That was her life now, a life among scientists and maybe a future at the Institute. It was logical and dispassionate and she had chosen it deliberately.
Liz the marine biologist didnât make out with strangers in parking lotsâregardless of how gorgeous they were or how well they kissed. What if Maureen saw her? Could it jeopardize her chance at a job here?
Liz ended their sizzling kiss with an effort.
She planted her hand on his chest and pushed the surfer slightly away. It was like pushing a brick wall. He let her break the kiss, but he didnât move very far away and his arms stayed around her waist. The night was velvety dark but lit with an odd luminosity. Those flames danced around the surferâs body, silhouetting him in a halo of golden light.
How did her gift illuminate him?
Or did he have powers of his own? It was an intriguing idea, one that tempted her to linger in his embrace.
âI donât even know your name,â she said quietly, as if that was the problem.
He smiled crookedly, looking both devilish and sexy. He leaned down to murmur in her ear, the feel of his warm breath against her earlobe making her shiver. âI donât know yours, so fairâs fair.â His lips touched her throat, a sweet kiss that made her knees weaken. âBrandon,â he whispered against her skin, then pulled her closer.
Brandon. He had an accent, but hadnât said enough that she could identify it. It made him seem even more exotic and alluring. She found her hands sliding over his