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Actually, she’d happily kiss him for no good reason other than because he was sexy and she wanted him, but she could still kiss him for his solid backing nonetheless.
    â€œSon, bring her back. Everyone’s still here. Every bride gets cold feet. Just tell her to come on back and no harm, no foul. It’ll make a good story for them to tell their children one day.”
    No, because she was not going to have children with Blanton because she was not marrying him. Andi shook her head and said to Colton, “I’m not going back. Will you tell your mom that everyone should go home and I’m so sorry for the inconvenience?” Actually, she didn’t know how that worked—didpeople simply stay and go ahead and hang out at the reception since the food and facility were already paid for? Sonya, the wedding planner, would know those things.
    â€œThat’s not going to work out for Andi. She says everyone should just go home.”
    â€œColton, turn that car around.” Martha Anne’s voice had escalated.
    â€œNot going to happen. Look, I’ve got to run but I’ll check in with you later. And tell Ms. Daisy not to worry. I’ll take care of Andi.”
    Colton ended the call as his mother started to say something.
    â€œHanging up was a smart move,” Andi said. “She’d argue with you all day to do her bidding if you didn’t just cut her off. And I can say that because she’s as relentless as my mother, which is probably why they’re such good friends.”
    Andi reached over and touched his arm again. She couldn’t seem to help herself. Although his expression didn’t change, he tensed once again and she realized it wasn’t because he didn’t like her touching him, it was because he did like it. She could practically feel his sexual energy in a way she’d never experienced with anyone else. “Thanks. I owe you.”
    â€œYou don’t owe me anything,” he said, putting on his blinker and smoothly changing lanes. “But I wouldn’t mind an explanation.”
    She owed him that, and it wasn’t as if she wouldn’tbe fielding this topic for the next several weeks. She figured there was no substitute for the truth…or at least a portion of it. “I’m going to be doing a lot of explaining when I go back so I might as well practice on you.”
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    H E SWORE HE COULD STILL feel the heat of her touch against his arm. Being with her like this was a sweet torture. It was as if all his senses were heightened by an adrenaline rush, as if he was more tuned in to himself and to her. One simple touch, one curve of her lips and his desire for her, what was damn near a need for her, knotted harder and tighter inside him.
    He forced himself to focus on another need. Colton needed to know why she’d felt so desperate she’d climbed out of a bathroom window. He just hoped it wasn’t a matter of Blanton having ever struck her or cheated on her because then he’d have to seriously hurt the son of a bitch…and Rion would be right in line behind Colton. He set the car on cruise control, the traffic on the expressway extremely light.
    The silence stretched between them and he could swear she was as aware of him as a man as he was conscious of the curve of her breasts against the neckline of her dress. “I’m ready when you are,” he said. He’d meant for her explanation but it seemed to take on a whole different meaning and the air seemed to thicken even more between them.
    â€œWell,” she said, knotting her fingers together. “The bottom line is I don’t love him.”
    She didn’t love him? She didn’t love him. Rion had guessed as much and a part of Colton foolishly rejoiced at the news. But it still didn’t give him the right, or rather make it right for him to do what he wanted to do, which was pull the car over and kiss her tempting lips and then work