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shifted them to their sides and then his left hand was cupping her breast. She tensed, waiting for his intimate touch on her aching flesh.
    But he didn’t caress her nipple. He only pulled her more fully into his body. She felt his erection nudge at her center and she wondered why he was gentling this embrace. He rocked them both side to side and then levered himself up off her.
    “I—”
    “Angel, I’d never hurt you,” he said, cupping her jaw and running his thumb over her bottom lip.
    “You can’t control that,” she said softly. “I’m the only one who can.”
    “Trust me,” he said, his gravelly voice brushing over her senses.
    Weak woman that she was, she was tempted to say whatever he needed to hear to keep him touching her. But she didn’t.
    Trust and honesty seemed to go hand in hand, but Kylie had found out the hard way that unless she really knew herself, her trust was fragile and effortlessly broken.
    He continued running his finger over her bottom lip, and the touch was making her mindless. She pulled her head back and shook her head to clear it. “Trust isn’t that easily won.”
    “Why not?” he asked bluntly.
    For all his money and courtly manners, Deacon was at heart a very primal man. Though they hadn’t known each other long, she’d come to realize that he used those smooth manners and his dry wit as a shield.
    “Because trust is a bond. And it takes more than a few kisses to inspire it in me,” she said. “It takes a long time for me to relax around anyone.”
    “It didn’t seem that way a few minutes ago.”
    “Oh, Deacon. That wasn’t trust.”
    He lifted one eyebrow, inviting her to go on. It was an imperious gesture, and she realized in that moment that Deacon was used to being in charge.
    “That was pheromones and hormones. Chemistry. All men react to it.”
    “I’m not your ex-husband,” he said quietly.
    “I never thought you were. There’s something in your eyes…a wildness…something untamed.”
    He glanced at her but didn’t say a word. She wondered if she’d offended him.
    Was she guilty of the same thing she’d been worried he’d do? Looking only at the surface image of successful casino owner and stopping there? From the little he’d told her of his past, she knew that he must have worked his way up the hard way.
    But she was also sure that she was absolutely safe with him. He’d never hurt her or take advantage of her, and that perhaps was his greatest weapon in the battle she was waging against herself. She wanted to trust him. Already she was starting to.
    “What man are you?” she asked, speaking more to herself than to him. He was so different from any other guy she’d ever met.
    “The only man for you,” he said, lowering his head again. The words filled a deep desire in her heart to be special to a man. His lips filled her soul with warmth and fire. She was tempted to believe him, even though she knew she wasn’t the kind of woman for him.

Four

    D eacon got them both back into the car before he lost complete control of the situation and made love to her in the one place he’d always felt the most comfortable. He switched off Louis Armstrong and found a hard-rock station. The raucous music of Creed filled the car, and Kylie surprised him by singing.
    Deacon stepped on the gas. The wind ruffled their hair, and Kylie reached across the seat to rest her hand on his thigh. Her touch was tentative, not grasping, just something he imagined a married couple would do. It pleased him to know they were both on the same track. They’d be married in no time at all.
    He already knew what he was going to use Mac’s money for. One of those indoor playgrounds. The kind of place kids could explore for hours and still not discover everything.
    “What was it like growing up in Vegas?” Kylie asked him. “We were stationed in Nellis one time, but I was only eight, so I couldn’t come into the city.”
    “The same as anywhere else,” he said. The last