Chapter 27

Curtis could feel every part of his body heat rushing to where Delia touched him. Her soft body pressed lightly against his, and even through the fabric, her warmth seeped into him. That familiar scent of hers? Completely short-circuited his brain. Almost without thinking, his hands landed on her waist instinctively, steadying her so she wouldn't fall. "You..." His voice came out tight, a noticeable flush creeping up his cheeks fast. Curtis tried to speak-wanted to tell her to get down. This wasn't exactly appropriate, especially since they weren't alone. But when he met those clear, sparkling eyes looking up at him, the words just wouldn't come out. "Honey..." Delia clearly couldn't care less about what was running through his mind. She nuzzled her cheek against his chest and said with a playful whine, "I'm wiped today, but the second I found out you sent someone to pick me up, I melted. You're seriously the best." As she spoke, she squirmed slightly in his arms, adjusting herself int