Her lips brushed against his, sending rivers of pleasure through him. It reminded him of why he had loved her so much.
She pulled back and smiled. “Are you ready?”
Ready? Is anyone ever really ready?
She stepped back and slid the papers and pen across the table.
Taking in a breath, he picked up the pen and signed below her signature. “I just wish…”
She nodded. “I know. We’re better friends than lovers.”
Glancing at her, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. “I don’t know about that last part.”
Her smile widened. “True, the bedroom was our sanctuary.”