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reason for the Voodoo stop.
    And then he remembered Kate with a start. She had missed all of it and was looking into the glass case, examining some pink frosted mini donuts displayed next to a couple of wilted green salads. But she was more interested in the salads.
    “Sorry about that,” Tyler started to say, cramming his hands in his front pockets. Shoot, now he was feeling like a goofy high schooler himself. Funny how coming home did that to him. “Kenny—”
    Before he could finish, Kate leaned into him and gave him a kiss. Just a quick one. Just enough to make the rock music and the intoxicating smell of sugar and baking disappear. His heart pounded. His face had followed hers as she retreated until it almost caused him to topple. He was desperate for another one.
    Wow. Holy. Fuckin’. Wow!

Chapter 5
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    K ate didn’t know why she’d done it. The impulse to kiss him was just too irresistible. She’d just crossed the barrier between her ordered, “perfect” life with the man she thought she loved, and did something dangerous with someone she barely knew, but trusted.
    What in the world was happening?
    The warm creases at the corners of Tyler’s blue eyes made her heart flutter. Unless she was losing her ability to read men, he’d loved her little surprise kiss, her spontaneity. And, based on the way he’d leaned into her, he wanted more .
    Then she realized she didn’t know what she wanted. One thing was certain. She was in serious danger of taking a huge detour. Something that would change her life forever.
    She tore her eyes off his face and scanned the case containing dangerous round things covered in sprinkles and powdered sugar. The heady aroma made her want to swoon. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him lean forward, felt him wrap her forearm with his warm fingers. His hand slipped down to her wrist and hesitated while he studied her. She didn’t resist when his slid his fingers in between hers, mated them without saying a word. He waited, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb.
    He was asking her a non-verbal question she wasn’t sure she’d be able to answer. The confections were safer—way safer—than the blue of his eyes and the warm blush of his lips, if she would but sneak a peek at him. The distraction of their sugary irresistibility would only last so long. She’d have to look at him soon, and that would tell her everything she either did or did not want to know.
    She drew her breath in, gaining courage, and looked up to return his gaze at last.
    His head was tilted to the side. He swayed like he was going to ask her to dance. His knowing smile and warm eyes seem delighted with the budding of a new relationship looming as large as the little shop. And there was the attraction again, starting at the pit of her stomach, almost like a food craving. Something about him was so right on so many levels and so wrong on a couple of big ones.
    As if he was acknowledging her internal thoughts, mirroring them with identical ones of his own, he nodded slightly. The unashamed way he allowed the lust to show in his eyes as he focused on her mouth again, as he squeezed their fingers together, as she let him pull her to him, sent her ears buzzing and her heart racing. Slowly, their lips met again as old, hungry friends, and this time it was a proper kiss. She opened to him, and she felt his chest rise, his slight moan vibrating in her chest as well.
    Then Kate realized the moan was coming from her own throat. She tasted him, exploring the texture of his tongue, the softness and warmth of his lips on hers as they slid and angled the length of hers in play. They dropped their entangled fingers and he placed his palm at the small of her back, pulling her to him as she stepped into his full embrace.
    Her palms traveled up the hardened muscles of his torso to the base of his neck, then around, pulling his head down to hers, lazily letting her fingers sift through his hair. He wasn’t going to