“It was a disconcerting mix that had me dropping my guard and then feeling like prey whenever his silver gaze intensified into a predatory stare. How was I going to handle having my picture taken by him? What kind of expression would be on my face? I had been too preoccupied with seeing my nude body on display to notice my expression in the naked picture he had taken of me. Now that it had occurred to me to wonder about it, I felt even more embarrassed about the naked desire he might have seen on my face than about him seeing my naked body.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked. “You look so delicious when you “blush like that, that I’m tempted to stop the car and have a taste right now.”
“Stop talking like that,” I demanded.
“Like what?” he asked.
I gave him a sideways glance. “Stop ……
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