His heartbeat pounded in his ears. Pleasure and a sense of belonging ran through every cell of his body as she kissed him back. Desire like fire spread through his system. He lost his breath and felt himself begin to tremble.

His fingers drove into the hair at the nape of her neck, urging her closer as he slanted his lips over hers, kissing her deeper. He felt her trembling now too.

God, he had wanted this for so long. He craved her, ached for her.

He wanted to give her everything.

All that he was, all that he had.

And he would. Always.

He started to pull back, and she gripped his shoulders, pulling him back to her.

“Luke, don’t stop kissing me.”

He pulled his mouth away from hers. “Lily, if I don’t stop now, I won’t be able to.”

“Maybe I don’t want to stop,” she breathed against his lips.

“I haven’t even taken you on a real date yet. We can’t skip all the important parts. What will we tell our children someday?”

“Then ask me,” she demanded.

“Lily, can I take you out?”

She beamed up at him. “Yes,” she answered simply.

Because it was simple. What was meant to be would be. He hoped he never had to spend a day without her beautiful smile to light up his life.

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He grinned down at me. He was so tall, at least six three. I was five two and wearing flats, I had to look way up to see his face. The way he leaned forward to look at me was memorizing, I had every bit of his attention and it intoxicated me. He had a fascinating hint of dark stubble on his jaw that I bet would feel good against my—I blinked again and looked up. His grin grew wicked. He knew he was getting me all flustered and he liked it, the big hot jerk. He chuckled at my bemused expression and I melted. “You’re adorable. You look beautiful today, Rosalie. That shade of red suits you.”

I stammered out a thank you and my face turned even redder. It had to be as red as this stupid freaking sex shirt. Damn this shirt and its sexy juju powers.

“I’m going to call you tonight, remember? You promised we’d talk, and I’ve been looking forward to it since yesterday. We have a lot to say to each other, don’t we?” I could only manage a nod as I stared up into his eyes. His voice had grown deeper, so seductive. If the devil had a voice, it would sound like Trevor, captivating, tempting, so luscious. He was dangerous to my heart, and yet I felt myself swaying closer toward him instead of turning away.