James closed the distance between them and took April’s face in his hands. “I’m so sorry you got hooked up with someone like me. You deserve better.” He kissed her.

April pulled away. “Now wait a minute. That’s not fair. You can’t just say something I completely disagree with and then kiss me like that, as if that’s the final word.”

“Oh, really? Well, what are you going to do about it?”

She gave him a sly smile and then tackled him on the couch. They fell back, giggling. James pinned April’s hands over her head. He kissed her again, and this time her whole body responded. She liked the way he took control of her. It gave her shivers. Her body shuddered as his mouth came up to her ear and he spoke gruffly. “Are you cold?”

“Are you kidding? You set me on fire.”

He kissed her again, this time letting her hands go free. She ran them over his ribs and down to his hips.

“Then why do you have goose bumps?”

April didn’t answer. She slipped her hands around his waist and pulled his hips toward hers. He felt so good pressing against her she almost screamed. Remembering Avery she toned it down to a delicious moan.

“Does that feel good?” James whispered, pushing his hardness against her. She dug her fingers into his jean pockets to pull him closer and keep the good feeling going. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she found herself repeating. James murmured something into her ear. She wasn’t quite sure what he said, but she was pretty sure it was something about their jeans getting in the way. He rose up on his knees and looked down at her while he unzipped. She loved the way he looked at her. Like lightning was hitting her body. And that rolling thunder voice. This was one storm she was willing to get caught in.