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maintained in the warehouse was thrown off the second the car door slammed shut. Dave wrapped his hand around the back of Jen’s head, bringing her face back to his. She didn’t hesitate to plaster herself to him, oblivious to the crush of bodies around them. Jen wondered if it was possible for her to become addicted to the nicotine on Dave’s breath. She couldn’t seem to get enough of it. She didn’t normally like the taste of cigarettes, but on Dave, the flavor was sweet as well as smoky. Her jaw ached with the strain of opening so wide for so long, but still she wanted more.
    Her hands threaded through his sandy spikes while his wandered to grope her back and thighs. One of his hands made its way between their fused bodies and up her shirt. Jen separated her mouth from his with the intention of reprimanding him, but one blast of his hot, sweet breath on her face and a calculated brush of his tickling thumb over her erect nipple sent her biting and licking over his jaw and down his neck.
    When Dave spoke, it was in a husky voice. “Jason, take us to my house.”
    Jen broke suction on his neck and turned toward Jason. “No! I’m going to Longbourn—I mean Netherfield Park Apartments.”
    Dave groaned and gripped her face in one of his hands, bringing it back around toward him, stopping only when her lips brushed against his. “You’re killing me,” he moaned in a whisper. With his other hand, he held her body close and pressed his hips into her so she could feel the rock hard proof of how much she was killing him. He practically throbbed through his jeans into the soft flesh under her thigh.
    I’m sorry.” She touched a baby kiss onto his luscious lips and shifted her weight, hoping less pressure directly onto him would help ease his excitement. Laying her head on his shoulder, she listened to his heart pump. They stayed quiet until they reached the Netherfield parking lot, struggling to regain control of their breathing.
    As the car slowed to a stop, the murmur of Dave’s deep voice tickled her eardrum. “C’mon, good girl, be bad. Invite me in.”
    Dave. In her bed. All night.
    “I can’t,” she whispered, wishing she could say anything else. But even if she decided to forget her plan to wait until she was in a serious relationship, she couldn’t sleep with a guy she didn’t know at all.
    She sat up and opened the door. After a quick, sheepish thank you to Jason for the ride, she slid off Dave’s lap. As she stood, Dave pulled her to him for one final long, wet kiss. Jen pushed herself up with one hand on his chest, finally conscientious of the other passengers, who’d become vocally impatient with the amorous duo. Dave remained seated but groaned a low, feline growl. The growl trembled against Jen’s fingertips and rippled all the way through her. It took everything she had to not climb back on top of him.
    As she walked on love-weak legs to her apartment, she was proud of herself. Ever since her disastrous proposition to David at the beginning of the semester, she’d been concerned she was on the verge of tossing away the ideals she’d held close for so long. She worried the lessons would bust beyond their five-time limit and become a more frequent thing. Resisting gorgeous, sexy, delicious Dave had shown her she was stronger than she’d given herself credit for.

Chapter 4
    Jen’s pride in her self-control turned into doubt over the next several weeks. It was perfectly understandable that Dave hadn’t contacted her in the midst of finals or over Christmas break. But when she returned to campus mid-January, her heart jumped with hope every time her phone buzzed. It was never Dave. The longer she went without hearing from him, the more her stomach churned when she thought of all the black tops and jeans she’d added to her wardrobe over break. She tried telling herself she’d wanted to update her look, anyhow, but she knew she’d bought it all for Dave. Meanwhile, he’d already forgotten