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it would be to curl it around her petite frame and drag her against him. She’d be warm and soft, a reprieve from the harsh coldness he’d forced into his life.
    “Tell me, Logan,” she said, her mouth dangerously close to his. “Why were you so assertive back at the park, when you offered to take me home, but now it feels like you’re pulling away? Have you changed your mind?”
    “About you?” The desire to stamp his mouth on hers had only hardened with her showing of confidence. “No.”
    “Then what?”
    Thinking about nothing but the lust spiking his gut, Logan clutched her shoulder and hauled her against him. “If we do this, it’s one time. One night that we never talk about to anyone, and I mean anyone . We never mention it again. No pressure. No expectations. No sleeping over or phone call in the morning. This is about sex, pure and simple. Can you handle that?”
    Veronica’s breath hitched as a rich wave of sexual heat assaulted his senses. She was ready for him, her body going pliant in his arms.
    “You sure do have a lot of rules.” She licked her lips, letting her tongue linger in the corner of her mouth.
    Logan hardened to the point of pain as he envisioned her wet, pink tongue swirling around the tip of his cock. He swallowed hard, and said, “Rules are meant to protect the players.”
    She paused, no doubt weighing his words against her expectations for the rest of the night. In that split second of quiet, when the pitter-pattering of the rain and the raspy notes in Van Morrison’s voice deafened the muffled thud of Logan’s heart, he second-guessed his offer.
    What the hell was he doing? He needed to get his head on straight.
    “Okay.” She leaned in to him before he could take it all back, and flicked her tongue across his lips. “Let’s play.”
    On a groan, Logan plunged into her mouth. She whimpered at the force of the contact, but opened up wide, letting his tongue sink in. His senses exploded, consumed by the honeyed taste of her mouth, the creaminess of her lips, and the soft little mewing sounds escaping her as he slanted his mouth over hers. He sucked on her tongue, earning a squeal of delight that made his cock twitch with raging need. He drove his fingers into her hair and tugged on the silky brown strands until she arched back into his hands, her mouth opening in desperate invitation. Then, when the air ripped from Logan’s lungs, leaving him gasping for more, he planted a firm hand on her hip.
    “Stop,” he fought out, pulling back. If he was ever going to stop, now was the time. Before things got out of control and he lost his restraint completely. He’d never crossed that line and gotten involved with someone he was protecting. Yet with Veronica, it was different. It felt as if he was on the border of having it all together, and losing everything at once. “We have to stop, have to…sloooow down.”
    “Can’t.” Her voice was weak. Fatigued. Her eyes were closed and her lips kiss-swollen. “Don’t.”
    Roping her arms around him, Veronica buried her face in his neck. Her hair, though it was tied back, smelled so good, like vanilla and coconut—the perfect combination of sweet and fresh. He closed his eyes and breathed her in as his senses kicked into overdrive, spinning with the scents from her hair, her skin, and her arousal.
    “I’ve never done anything like this before,” she whispered against his ear. “And I have to admit that I kinda like the thrill of it. You can’t pull the rug from beneath me now.”
    As Logan’s stomach flipped, he swept Veronica into his arms, pushed out the door and stormed into the rain.

Chapter Four
    “Wait…wait.” Veronica slung her purse in front of her and fumbled for her keys. Logan set her down and stole behind her, his arms coiled around her waist, his face buried in her neck. He dusted kisses over her shoulder, letting his lips glide over the silkiness of her skin. She moaned, rested her head on him. And dropped