They sat at the dinning table for breakfast. Luke was about to go to work without having anything before then but Allie cajoled him to eat before leaving.

In a blaze of frustration, Luke stared at her, catching the glow of awareness in her eyes as she looked back at him. He thrust back his chair and sprang upright. Allie emerged from the kitchen again carrying bowls of fruit or something. His innate good manners warred with his lust and that seething hunger won hands down, sweeping away every other consideration. As she set down the bowls he stalked around the table and hauled her entire body up into his...