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never imagined seeing her dark eyes glazing over with desire again, or feeling...sharing the intimacy they’d created that one, blustery night.
    He’d never thought one woman could penetrate his gut with something more than mere lust.
    As she let herself go, came with muted moans, she kept her eyes on his. She’d done this before and he thought it was sexy as hell. As if she wanted him to know he was the only one who could make her shatter.
    Unable to resist her parted lips, he sank his own against hers in a kiss he’d hoped would let her know how much this moment meant to him. She kissed him back, tangled her tongue with his, then abruptly pulled away.
    “Oh my God, put me down,” she said, in a hushed, rushed tone.
    “Why? I was enjoying myself.” He nipped her shoulder. “I thought you were, too.”
    “I am, was...please, put me down.”
    He couldn’t resist the pleading in those eyes of hers, and gently settled her feet to the ground. With care, he removed his hand from beneath her panties, then smoothed her dress over her hips. All the while, his cock twitched and pulsed with the need for release. But he was a patient man. Okay, at this point his patience had hit an all time low, but he felt satisfaction on knowing he gave her such pleasure.
    Cupping her cheeks, brushing his thumb along her jaw line, he kissed her temple. “I’m sorry. I didn’t expect that to happen.”
    She gripped his biceps. “Me either.” Blowing out a slow breath, she rested her forehead against his. “But, I’m sorry, this can’t happen again.”
    Feeling as if someone had just turned a fire hose loaded with ice cold water on him, Colt froze and lifted his eyes to hers. “Why?”
    “Why? I told you before, if the producer of the show finds out that we actually know each other, we’ll be booted.”
    “And I told you before that I don’t care.”
    “Well, coming on the show might have satisfied some juvenile bet for you, but it doesn’t mean that I still don’t want this.”
    “Want what? Me? Or the show?” he asked, needing to know the answer. For the first time in his life, it was important for him to know. No other woman had ever intrigued him like Valentina.
    Instead of answering him, she dropped to the ground and picked up her keys. “I have to go.”
    He gave her space, knowing she needed it by the way she’d gone from slack and satisfied to rigid and temperamental.
    Opening the car door, she slid into her seat, then gripped the door handle. He wanted to lean in and give her one last kiss, but based on her sudden change he decided to bide his time. After all, they had a scheduled date for tomorrow. If the show meant that much to her, she wouldn’t miss it.
    “I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
    She nodded, while white-knuckling the door handle. “Tomorrow?” she asked as if she’d forgotten about their date. Then her eyes widened, and she ran a shaky hand across her forehead. “Oh, yeah...tomorrow.”
    “Yep, I’m figuring we’ll take my Ranger out into the woods where we’ll do some target practice. I’m looking forward to introducing you to my ranch.” He leaned into the car, and grinned when she released the door handle and shot back into her seat. Dark eyes wide as a full moon, lips, still moist from kissing him, parted. She flinched when he ran a finger along her cheek, then her eyes fluttered shut when he moved to her exposed neck, then collar bone. Eyes on the rise and fall of her breasts, he breathed in her berry scent, then said, “Actually, I can’t wait to watch you pump my twelve gauge.”
    Her eyes flashed fire, a molten combination of desire and anger that had his dick hard as a fence post. “You’re unbelievable.” She pushed his hand away, then shoved the key into the ignition. “I just told you that we can’t have sex.”
    Giving her a nonchalant shrug, even though his entire body, every muscle, every pore and nerve ending were wound tighter than a calf roped at a rodeo, he