The contact was an electric shock to his system, a bolt right down to his cock. Before he could get hung up on the fact he was thinking about his cock in relation to Catie, she licked her tongue over his lips and boom, his brain cells decided to stop functioning on any level but the most primal.

Grabbing her hips, he sank into the kiss, into the taste of her. She tasted as wild and as powerful as she was in every other aspect of life, a woman at home in her skin. Her hips were curved, the edges of her buttocks taut where his fingers brushed them, and when he hauled her even closer, his brain hazed at the round firmness of her breasts.

His own chest felt like granite against which his heart pounded hard as a drum. Wanting more, he opened his mouth over hers… and she opened hers in return before sliding her arms up his body to link her hands around his neck. Careful of her balance even in his addled state, he nudged her gently until her back hit the nearest wall.

Then he got down to the serious business of kissing his favorite nemesis.

Catie could feel the hard ridge of Danny’s erection against her, both of them still in workout gear that wasn’t exactly armor. Even her sweater didn’t blunt the rigid impact of him. And the man was rigid everywhere, from his wall of a chest to his biceps to his thighs. None of which was a surprise. She’d seen Danny play in his team uniform, and those rugby shorts and skintight playing tees did nothing to hide his stellar build.

But she’d known without noticing. It had just been Danny.

Today she was noticing. And liking. A lot. She loved how his body felt against her own, how his hand seemed to fit perfectly on the curve of her hip, how openly he enjoyed the feel of her. He squeezed and kneaded her hips before he lifted one arm to brace it over her head while slipping his other under her sweater to lie flush against the bare skin of her back.

She jumped, the sudden contact enough to shock her back to her senses. Breaking the kiss, she stared at him as both their chests heaved. “That’s what I thought,” she whispered, her voice coming out husky.

Pupils dilated and cheekbones flushed, Danny didn’t pull away. “What? That we’re both nuts?”

“Yes.” Something inside her had snapped when she’d seen him looking at her that way at the track. Not just with heat in his eyes but open admiration and pride. “No point ignoring it.”

Exhaling, he dropped his head so his forehead pressed against hers. “Catie, this is…”

She found herself stroking his hair. “It’s okay, hotshot. This weirdness too shall pass.”

He snorted out a laugh before finally pushing back.