...of himself. The overly loud voice from the back of the lounge shouted, “Four! Two! One! Blast off!”  At the same time, man beside her leaned in close, lips brushing against her ear, and started counding down. "Ten, nine, eight," he said, voice slow and sexy in a way that made her simultaneously shiver and wish she was home. Rory was at a party where he’d promised her there’d be no alcohol,...