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and comforting at the same time.
    “I won’t let anything happen to you. If tonight causes you any trouble, I’ll fix it. Will you trust me?”
    Her brow pulls tight, as if the thought of trusting me causes her some sort of pain. Despite her bravery and her smart mouth, something about her seems fragile, vulnerable. Her voice is smooth as she speaks, her look dissecting. “I don’t see that I have much choice.”
    “Not exactly a vote of confidence,” I say, chuckling.
    She’s silent a moment, and her gaze lowers to my mouth. “The only thing I’m confident about right now, Rush, is your ability to get me in trouble.” A surge of blood hits me where I feel it most. Her voice is a sexy whisper, full of sass, and I want to kiss her. Actually, kissing her is the least of what I want to do, but I’d settle for one kiss.
    My eyes drop to her mouth, wondering if she’d let me, and another memory drips into my senses. It’s the vision of her hovering over me. I think that’s what woke me. I replay it in my mind, narrowing on her as my smile grows. “Were you trying to kiss me, Peep?”
    Her face lights up, and she straightens. “No,” she says, looking sheepish.
    I tilt my head. “Your were thinking about it, though, weren’t you?”
    She flinches, and her eyes widen. “Well…sort of.” Her fingertips massage her forehead. “My roommate has been hounding me about…well, about not dating anyone in awhile, and I just thought if I kissed you, I could tell her I kissed a guy tonight.”
    I’m laughing inside. She thinks she’s offended me. If she only knew what a complete turn-on it is. I can feel the heat growing down below.
    “It wouldn’t have worked. It’s not really a kiss unless both people are participating, Peep.” Her chin tics up, and she looks skeptical. My hand rises slowly to touch her neck. Silky strands brush my knuckles. “You’ll have to try again, if you’re going to tell your roommate.”
    She doesn’t move toward me, but she doesn’t pull away, either, and I see the slightest invitation glimmering in her eyes. I move cautiously closer, lowering my mouth onto hers. I kiss her, gently at first, making an effort to avoid the left side of her jaw. She returns my kiss, pressing shyly, and I breathe her in. She smells like summer air and something else faintly floral. I angle my head, parting her lips with mine, and move my fingers deeper into her hair. She balances a small hand on my thigh, which I feel like the brand of an iron. I tug at her bottom lip with my teeth and slide my tongue over the spot I’ve offended. She follows my lead, catching my tongue with hers.
    A groan builds low in my chest, and I flex my fingers and tighten my hold. She arches against me. The urge to fall over and pull her on top of me courses through my muscles. She pulls back, and reality surfaces. An innocent kiss is one thing, but there’s no way I can go any further with her. Not today. Not ever. I’m already way too involved with Little Bo Peep, and I’m not the kind of guy that has anything to offer a girl like her—other than the opportunity to experience my problems with me. Humph . I’m sure she gets that after tonight. I drop my forehead to hers, and sultry green eyes soothe my heart. My thumb traces the line of her bottom lip, and I smile as I speak.
    “You can tell your roommate, now—because that just happened.”

Chapter Three
    Priscilla
    One Week Later
    My head is pounding, and the walls in the room are shifting, closing in on me. I grip the sides of my seat. I’m sitting in front of the athletic board, and they’re going to disqualify me. I can feel it. They’ve been drilling me with questions about my arrest for the last thirty minutes. I turn my head to the back of the room and stare at the double doors—still closed. He’s not going to show.
    My sole witness—the only one who could support my self-defense claim—is a no-show. My stomach sinks into my feet.
    By the time I left