She lost herself in the ecstasy of the moment, the sheer bliss of the exquisitely romantic touch of his lips, soft yet firm against her own. How long the kiss lasted, Jess couldn’t tell. He scattered a few exploratory little butterfly kisses on her face, as if begging permission to take her completely, before claiming her mouth in a deep and passionate kiss. His touch was gentle their lips barely making contact at first as if they themselves were hesitant and shy about getting to know each other and this fired her desire almost to fever pitch. The tremor in her lips spread to her whole body and when his lips finally touched hers, she released a soft moan of longing and utter capitulation.

She could smell his cologne or aftershave which smelled heavenly to her, citrusy with exotic spicy undertones, deeply sexy and very expensive. Their lips were so close that she felt hers begin to tremble. He moved toward her, their gazes locked together. And here he was now, looking absolutely magnificent and leaving her feeling tongue-tied and awkward. She’d thought of nothing else but seeing him again, though she had hardly dared allow herself to admit that, or to expect it to happen. “Not want to see you?” She shook her head in surprise as she placed the vase on the table.

Could it all turn out to be just wishful thinking? Both are touched by the enchantment of the moment, leaving them longing for more.īut Christian is enmeshed in a relationship so damaging that Jess doubts their love can survive in the glamorous but complex world of celebrity. Then, like another miracle, Jess encounters Christian Goodchild, famous pop-star turned Hollywood A-lister and a man most women only ever meet in their dreams. But Christian's glamorous celebrity world hides a nightmarish past that threatens to destroy his chances of happiness.Ī high-speed blow-out in the fast lane of a busy motorway! Miraculously, Jess and her young son escape almost certain death. A fairy-tale story of love involving two people whose lives are worlds apart.

Wishful Thinking by Lynette Sofras