Chapter 17: Spellbinding

Deborah's breasts were perky and firm, the kind that said she kept in shape. Heat surged through Alex Hayde before he could stop it. He'd slept with Kimberly Yoppe, sure, but he'd never had a woman's chest this close-close enough that his breath could fog her blouse. He kept both hands rigid at his sides. The hand nearest Deborah had earlier only brushed her long legs; now it was pressed right up against her. "Ah! Where's the nine? It's so far away!" The last digit of Deborah's password was 9....