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a birthday, holiday, or kissing a boo-boo.
    Fortunately, Vanessa had grandparents and cousins, and good old Aunt Michelle—Maddie’s mom—who loved to hug and kiss and play the doting aunt. Still, life with her parents had taken its toll. While Vanessa knew why she at times behaved too rationally or emotionlessly, she was helpless to stop being herself.
    A flaw.
    More truth. Sometimes she hated her overwhelming need to be honest with everyone.
    As she rummaged in the cabinet for her organically grown corn kernels and oil for popping, the back door rattled. She turned to see Cameron’s face in the window, and her heart raced.
    Exhaling a long breath, she forced herself to be calm and crossed to unlock the door. “Yes?”
    It was either move back or be walked over, so she stepped back while he entered and shut the door behind him.
    “Just checking on the little guy,” Cam said in a low voice. “Mike can be such a hoverer—”
    “Where’s the boy?” Mike asked from behind him.
    She pointed to the hallway. “Living room.”
    Mike left, and she and Cameron stared after him. Mike returned moments later, gave Vanessa a nod and a grunt—of approval?—and left.
    “Told you he’s mental about the kid,” Cam reiterated.
    She frowned. “Did he really need to check on me? What? He thought I might beat Colin for taking my candy?”
    “Nah. I kind of hinted he might want to see what you guys were up to so I could come with him. To see you.” Cameron smiled at her.
    How she’d ever called him average with a straight face, she didn’t know. The man was her every fantasy made flesh. A great body, handsome face, and amazing mind. And God, he could kiss . As much as she wished she didn’t continually replay their embrace, she hadn’t forgotten that kiss at Christmas.
    “Oh?” Damn, she sounded out of breath.
    Cameron stalked her until she realized he’d backed her into a corner of the kitchen, away from the view from the hallway.
    “Cameron?”
    He planted his hands on either side of her on the counter. What the hell?
    “The guys are on break while we order pizza. The crap kind from a chain.” He sighed. “What can you do?” He glanced at her popcorn and grinned. “Oh, that’s my favorite. Just a bit of oil and it pops up a storm.” He looked back at her mouth. “Great taste.” Pause. “I just came over to say what a good job you did being firm with Colin.”
    “Ah, okay.”
    He moved in closer.
    “Cameron?” she squeaked on a whisper, for some odd reason not wanting the others to know he was here with her.
    “Your lips are so red. So pretty. Do you wear lipstick?” He leaned in and kissed her before she could answer or even think to refuse.
    Vanessa stood still, letting him control the kiss, his lips soft yet firm, his tongue sipping then penetrating slowly. No rush, but a leisurely exploration that turned her knees to jelly.
    He moaned low in his throat and deepened the kiss. Not enough to overpower her, but enough that she felt a raging lust to wrap her legs around him and hold on until the storm passed.
    Instead she remained frozen, her hands gravitating to his waist, her mouth under his.
    He eased back. His blue eyes looked cloudy, his lips slick from their kiss. He smiled, and the curl of that grin shook her foundation, made her want with a passion that shocked her.
    “No lipstick.” He wiped a thumb across her lower lip. “See?”
    “Yeah.” She unconsciously gripped his hips, and he shifted, putting his hard body flush against hers.
    “I need to get back,” he said to her mouth.
    “Yeah.”
    “They’ll be waiting on me.”
    She heard Colin’s laughter and Maddie’s creature-roar from the living room, and once again answered, “Yeah.”
    Cameron kissed her again, and when he let go, she felt light-headed. Her panties would need a good washing, and that impressive steel in his pants told her she wasn’t the only one affected. The only thing keeping her from feeling like a complete