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kissing. Awareness trickled through her veins, tightened her nipples and pulsed at her core. Whenever she was in his presence she always had the same reaction. And here she always thought her response was a product of leftover teenage crush...or not.
    He closed the distance between them, lifted a hand and cradled her cheek. “You look tired.”
    She stepped away and his hand fell to his side. The intimate gesture spoke volumes while his deep voice moved over her like silk and sin awakening desires and passions better left dormant.
    Not good. She could just imagine pressing her body to his and doing all the things she dreamed of doing when she was a teen. She shook her head. “I am. I worked a full day today.” She crossed the short strip of lawn to the front porch. He followed. Under the guise of finding the right key, she perused his body and hitched a breath. Lean, muscular physique poured into black denim jeans and a short-sleeved polo. Both arms sported tattoos, but in the dim light she couldn’t be sure of what. She dragged her gaze back to his face and longed to tuck the lock of dark hair brushing his forehead back in place.
    He frowned. “Should you be working so hard so soon?”
    She laughed. “Please, Buck. I sit on my butt all day long.”
    He removed the key from her fingers, reached past her, unlocked and opened the door. “And it’s a very nice butt too.”
    Heat crept into her cheeks. He was flirting. This handsome virile man was flirting with her. “Why are you here?”
    He shrugged, just a casual ripple of muscle. She bit back a sigh of appreciation. “I thought it was obvious.”
    She dropped her purse in a nearby chair and moved to take off her jacket. Buck was there to grab to collar and ease it down her arms. “Thanks.”
    “Something smells divine.”
    “Chicken and dumplings. Make yourself at home, you always did.” She waved a hand toward the living room as she headed toward the kitchen. Once there she flicked on the light, washed her hands and removed the cover from a small bowl. All she had to do was add the liquid and toss the mixture into the bubbling slow cooker. By the time her brother arrived, dinner would be ready. She paused long enough to take a beer from the fridge and hand it to Buck.
    “Thanks sassy.”
    “Welcome. i still don’t remember much from that night, so if you plan to ask more questions you’re out of luck.”
    “No. I stopped in to ask you out to dinner.”
    She stared at the dough mixture now covering her fingers. “I’m cooking.”
    He chuckled. “Not tonight, maybe tomorrow or Friday.”
    She dropped the dough into the simmering golden brown liquid as she thought of a response. A chair scraped behind her and a moment later heat touched her back, while warm masculine spice enveloped her. One lightly tanned hand appeared on the counter on either side of her.
    “I’ve waited a very long time for you, Bonnie and now that I’ve found you again, I’m not going to let you go.”
    She closed her eyes. He had been waiting for her?
    He moved his hands to her waist and leaned close until his lips brushed her ear. “You were smart. You saved your money and got out of the ghetto. You and your brother. That’s all I ever wanted for you.”
    A shiver raced down her spine as his warm breath tickled her ear and tightened her nipples. He drew her close, until her back rested against the hard wall of his chest. “As I recall you told me I could not work for you anymore.”
    “The day you moved away was the saddest day of my life.”
    “Why was that?”
    He turned her in his arms. “You were the bright spot in that neighborhood. You inspired me to get out the game and become an honest man.”
    She held his gaze. “You were always honest, Buck. You just took a different path than most and if not for that path I wouldn’t have survived.”
    “Those were hard lessons a teen should never have to learn.”
    “It made me who I am.”
    “I admire you.”
    Warm fuzzies