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chest. Her mind reeled as she tried to decide whether to try to push past him and flee or give in to…
     
    …and then his lips were on hers. She closed her eyes and felt his arms close around her. His lips were firm and rigid, demanding. Her mind screamed out at her to resist, to slap him, to shout at him. How dare he? But the rest of her wanted nothing more than to surrender. Her lips parted slightly, almost involuntarily, and she felt his tongue slip between them. It was soft, teasing. Warmth began to spread over her body, and she went limp in his embrace.
     
    For a moment, reality seized her. She barely knew him, and he was an incorrigible cad. He’d been rude and arrogant, and she was angry. She pushed her arms between them and tried to wrench herself free of his grasp. His muscles tensed and his grasp tightened. His body turned slightly and pushed her roughly against the wall with a thud as he pushed his tongue deeper into her mouth. A gasp rose in her throat, and then she was overcome with passion.
     
    Her hands traveled up his bare chest and wound around his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Her fingers tangled in his short, dark hair, and she wrapped one of her legs around him. Michael pulled away from the kiss to take a deep, gasping breath, and then his lips closed over hers again. She caught a glimpse of his face in that moment. It looked wild, as though he were a caged animal experiencing his first taste of freedom in ages.
     
    His body pressed urgently against hers – so urgently it was almost terrifying. Yet the thrill of his kiss and his passion quelled any fear. Her boyfriend had never been so passionate. No one had ever been so passionate. This was unlike anything she’d ever experienced – anything she’d ever even imagined.
     
    Michael’s right hand traveled slowly around her body and caressed her cheek. It traveled slowly down her face to her neck, sending chills of pleasure over her body. She felt her nipples stiffen and she gasped aloud.
     
    Footsteps began to pound on the stairs above, and they instantly flew apart. Michael jumped backward, his jaw gritted tightly as he took deep, ragged breaths. His fists clenched viciously beside him, and his eyes shot her a warning as his chest rose and fell savagely.
     
    Luke poked his head into the room, a look of concern on his face. His eyes traveled up and down Allison, and then traveled over to Michael.
     
    “Everything okay down here?” he asked cautiously.
     
    “Yeah, why?” Michael asked, his voice breaking slightly. He cleared his throat.
     
    Luke glanced back at Allison with one eyebrow raised. She crossed her arms defiantly in front of her body and tossed her hair over her shoulder, averting her eyes away from his gaze. He turned back to Michael.
     
    “I could hear your heartbeats all the way upstairs,” Luke insisted. “What’s going on?”
     
    Michael opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Allison sensed an urgency in him, and she quickly sprang to action.
     
    “He was being a jerk, like usual,” she snapped, sending a vicious glare toward Michael. “What did you expect when you left me alone with this arrogant prick?”
     
    “Arrogant prick?” Michael shouted. “Why you ungrateful little…”
     
    “Hey, hey!” Luke interjected. “Settle down! I can’t leave you two for a second!”
     
    Luke grabbed Allison’s arm and started to usher her up the stairs.
     
    “Hey!” Michael yelled, stomping up the stairs after them. “Where the hell do you think you’re taking her?”
     
    “Upstairs,” Luke answered, still guiding her along. “You two need to be separated.”
     
    Michael grabbed her other arm and yanked, nearly sending Allison tumbling down on top of him.
     
    “Oh, no you’re not!” Michael snapped. “We can’t risk it!”
     
    Luke tightened his grip on her arm and snarled, “Well I can’t leave her downstairs with you and your temper!”
     
    “My temper? You think