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the first brush of his lips.
    It immediately sent waves of heat flowing over her and her belly did a small roll before erupting in butterflies. Brady pulled back in surprise and her eyes popped open. She stared at Darren, who looked a little taken aback as well.
    But it didn’t last long before he reached for her again, this time with both hands, and she went willingly when he pulled her across his lap. His mouth came up again, not a gentle touch this time but hard and heavy.
    His hands tangled in her red curls and tightened, holding her hostage against him. His tongue came out to lick at the corner of her mouth, seeking entrance, and she didn’t deny him.
    She had waited so long to be in Darren’s arms and now that she was, she wasn’t going to hold anything back.
    His mouth and tongue were mesmerizing, weaving a haze around her, making her forget everything but this moment.
    His fingers tightened even more in her hair, tilting her head for better access. His tongue plundered and she tasted the wine on him.
    Her own hands moved from where they had been clutching his chest to his face, the stubble on his cheeks rubbing against her fingers. Her tongue tangled with his suddenly and he groaned low in his throat, shifting so she was held tight on his lap as he deepened the kiss, swirling once, twice and then pulling back.
    Brady stared down at him as they both struggled to catch their breath. He packed a punch that left her head spinning and her body quivering.
    Staring up at her, he said, “Wow, I knew kissing you would be great but you still surprise me.”
    “Surprise you?” The fuzziness around her brain faded quickly and she shifted to move out of his lap. His hands went to her hips and gripped, holding her tightly in place.
    “Don’t get your panties in a twist, I just meant I didn’t think that you…”
    “That I what, Darren?” she asked when he didn’t go on.
    “I just figured you wouldn’t be like the women in your books.”
    “What?” Brady figured she knew what he was getting at. He expected her to be the same geeky, boring girl, not like the strong, uninhibited women she wrote about.
    “Never mind, forget I said anything,” he said as he slowly trailed his finger down the neckline of her dress.
    “Are you saying you expected me to be boring?”
    “No! God, Brady. Just forget I brought it up,” he said as he ran a hand through his hair.
    Brady turned quiet as she sat in his lap. If she was going to do this—and if that kiss was any indication, she would—she didn’t want him to forget her. Because no matter how she looked at it he was probably right and she was inhibited when it came to sex. She preferred to write about it instead of acting on it. If there was ever a time to let it go it was now.
    He was so sexy with his broad shoulders, tousled hair and deep eyes. The stuff of dreams, and she would be a fool to let it slip through her fingers. It was time to act.
    “Why don’t we have dinner?”
    “No, Darren. I don’t want dinner. I want you.”
    His eyebrows went up in surprise just as she lifted herself up and laid her lips on his. Grabbing his shoulders, she ran her tongue over his bottom lip and then moved to his cheek with her mouth.
    Kissing along there to his ear, she flicked the lobe and a deep growl came from low in his chest and it signaled a switch in both of them. There would be no more questions.
    His arms came around her and he lifted her weight as if it was nothing as he stood. Hooking one arm under her legs to hold her up against him, he left the front room. Carrying her, he went up the stairs then down the hallway where he pushed open his bedroom door with his foot.
    Brady continued to kiss and lick along his neck as he carried her to the bed. He smelled so good she couldn’t stop. He gave her a devilish grin before tossing her on the mattress. Kicking his shoes off and throwing his blazer over a chair, he was on her before she quit bouncing.
    His weight and the heat of