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said, turning his body toward Hannah. His eyes searched hers, looking for a reason to stay, but she gave none. Nodding her head, she agreed.
    "Now that Charlie's asleep, you should head home." If he kisses me, I’m doomed, she thought, but she wanted him to kiss her; she wanted to feel him against her, his hands exploring her body. Gunner considered this for a moment before quietly rising from the sofa.
    "I had a really good time, Hannah," he said, leaning down and kissing her gently on the forehead. He still smelt the same: a mixture of earth and wood. Hannah closed her eyes, letting the memories of stolen kisses rush over her when no one else was looking.
    "Me, too," Hannah said, pulling away from Gunner, her eyes meeting his. "Goodnight," she whispered. Gunner wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words. Instead, he nodded silently and headed toward the front door without looking back. Every fiber in his body told him to turn back and kiss Hannah, to kiss the woman he loved.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Eight

     
     
    The minutes since Gunner had left seemed to tick by slowly. Hannah's thoughts wandering to Gunner and Charlie and the family she so desperately wanted. Gunner seemed to have changed after getting out, but was that just a knee-jerk reaction, or would it last? He had done this before, before he went to prison. He promised Hannah it was time for the club to go straight. Every time she had things clear in her head, Gunner would come along and do something that made her fall right back in love with him. A knock at the door startled Hannah out of her thoughts, and she padded down the stairs, cautiously opening the front door.
    "Hannah," Gunner whispered. What was he doing here ? Hannah thought, hadn’t he left ten minutes ago ?
    "Gunner, what–" before she could finish her sentence, Gunner came up the stairs toward her and cupped her face in his hands as he kissed her gently.
    "I love you, Hannah. I will be a better man… for you, for Charlie," he vowed, his conviction was evident in his voice.
    Hannah's heart raced in her chest, emotions tumbling over one another, desperate to be the first to emerge. They stood facing one another; their gaze locked. Hannah reached up and gently brought Gunner's lips back down to hers. He still tasted the same and kissed the same, but there was something different about this Gunner.
    No matter what had gone on between them, Gunner was still the first and only man she had ever loved or had ever slept with. Gently pulling Gunner inside, Hannah shut the door carefully behind them, so as not to wake Charlie up. Reaching for his hand, Hannah led Gunner up the short flight of stairs to her living room, his eyes never leaving her.
    "I think–" Hannah started, but Gunner cut her off.
    "Don’t think, Hannah," he said, dipping his lips to once again meet hers. Gunner held her tight against him, their bodies moved as one, as he held her firm against the wall.
    Wrapping her hands around his neck, Hannah held him close to her, breathing in his scent and feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. Sliding her tongue against Gunner's bottom lip, Hannah sought permission to come inside. Gunner wanted Hannah more at this moment than he had ever wanted anything. They had such magic, such spark. Hannah's hands slid into his hair, holding him tighter against her as their bodies became a tangle of tongues and limbs.
    Shifting his thigh in between her legs, Gunner could feel the heat of her pussy. The thought of Hannah lying naked underneath him made his cock twitch, and he knew she had felt the same way as she gently slid herself against him, teasing him through the confines of his clothes.
    Sliding her hands from his neck, Hannah began to tug furiously at his t-shirt, freeing it from his jeans and lifting it over his head. Her hands explored every inch of his warm skin, following the outlines of his muscles with light touches.
    Gunner shivered at her touch; his eyes burning into her, as