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Chapters (37)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise
  4. Booklist
  5. Dedication
  6. 1
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  8. 3
  9. 4
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  34. 29
  35. 30
  36. Epilogue
  37. Excerpt

“None of that’s changed,” he pointed out.

“I know. I have nothing to say to that except, after seeing you at the bar, I couldn’t stop myself from coming over here.”

“I guess Axel didn’t treat you too badly after the last time…”

Tobias still hadn’t reached for her. Was he going to turn her away? “He’s not happy about it, but I don’t care.”

They stared at each other.

“What is it?” she whispered, and then she felt she knew. “You don’t want me anymore. I’m sorry for waking you up. I’ll go.”

She turned to let herself out, had already yanked open the door when she felt his hands settle on her shoulders. The warmth of his fingers seemed to travel clear through her coat.

“No,” he said, his mouth at her ear. “Don’t leave.”

She needed to get out while she still could. She’d made a mistake coming here. It wasn’t fair to get involved with him, not when she was already so lost and confused.

But she let him close the door, and she didn’t resist when he turned her to face him.

He wore an intense expression as he gazed down at her, one that probably mirrored her own. She was feeling so much, far more than she thought she should.

He searched her face, seemed torn himself. But then he bent his head to kiss her.

She told herself she’d only let it go so far. One kiss. One embrace. That wasn’t asking too much, was it?

But the second their mouths touched, she knew she wasn’t going to leave until she’d taken everything he was willing to give her.

He tasted even better than she remembered, kissed even better, too. The softness of his lips and the warmth of his body as he leaned into her made her tingle from head to toe.

She delved into the long strands of his hair and curled them around her fingers.

Her excitement and arousal leaped to a whole new level when she heard him groan.

Arching into him, she closed her eyes as his mouth traveled down her neck and he peeled back her coat so that he could reach the sensitive skin above her blouse.

Then he straightened. “Where’s your phone?” he asked.

After she dug it out of her purse, he turned it off and put it on the kitchen table before guiding her into the bedroom.