Sin wondered when he’d moved so close to her, not that she was complaining.  She smelled his aftershave, exotic and spicy and the muscle ticking in his right cheek captured her attention. 

“You…um…you…what were you going to say?” she whispered while her heart two-stepped inside her chest. 

His breath bathed her face.  “Did you know that my wife and I are in the middle of a divorce?”

Sin’s eyes flew open wide.  “When?  I mean, I didn’t know.  No.  You didn’t say anything.”

His lips twisted slightly.  “It’s been going on a while now. Should be final sometime next week, God willing.”  He wound the lock of her hair tighter around his fingers and Sin saw the blonde strands mingling with his bronzed skin.  She didn’t think her stomach could take any more tension.

“So what are you trying to tell me?”

“You’re not the only one who’s attracted here.”

When had time stopped?  Sin couldn’t breathe and thinking faded as well.  She wanted to touch him, to explore every inch of the hard, masculine flesh she’d dreamed about every night for the past twelve months.  “Are you telling me the truth?”

“I’ve never lied to you.”

She closed her eyes.  “And your wife?  Is it really over? No chance of reconciliation?”

“My marriage was over long before we met.  In case you’re wondering, you had nothing to do with our separation.”

Sin resisted the urge to fall into his arms.  “So what happens now?”

“Whatever you want to happen.”