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opened door. He quickly closed it and she heard a small click. “Are we--”
     
    “Shh.” He placed his hand over her mouth and pulled her back against the wall. She felt cold bricks at her back and his warm, hard body against the front, pressed tightly up against her. They were both breathing hard and with his larger hand over her face, she was slowly hyperventilating and felt a wave of dizziness come over her. Reaching up, she pulled his hand away from her mouth and glared at him in the dark.
     
    It was all becoming too much for her. She’d had an exhausting day and now they were hiding out in someone else’s… looking around she realized they were in a small storage closet.
     
    With her mouth and nose free, she could smell his musky scent that she’d always enjoyed. He was still pinning her to the brick wall with his other hand, and she instantly felt that familiar flutter that always overtook her when she was around him.
     
    She remembered the first time she’d ever felt that way about him. They’d gone to a party in junior high and had played Twister. She’d been winning, and it was down to just three people left: Katie, Jason, and Maggie Travis. Two moves later Maggie lost her footing on the blue circle. Since Katie had taken gymnastics, the game had been very easy for her. She could easily bend and twist her small body around to fit on any colored circle.
     
    But then Jason had made a move that had put his chest right in her face, and she had made the mistake of inhaling his scent. He’d worn cologne that night, something she knew he had done on purpose because he’d wanted to impress Maggie. Instead, it had turned her knees weak and she’d ended up losing the game, with him hovering over her, smiling down at her.
     
    Ever since that night, every time she got a good whiff of him, her knees turned to Jell-O. She thought how unfair it was that he had that power over her.
     
    Looking up at him, she noticed that his blue eyes were focused on the doorway. He held very still and was breathing slowly. Looking over his shoulder, all she could see was a dim street light coming from under the locked door. She couldn’t hear anything and she was glad he was holding her up against the wall, keeping her from sliding down the cold stones to the colder floor.
     
    There were a million questions running through her mind. First and foremost, had those been gun shots? Were the shooters the same guys that had just tried to kidnap her? Why her? What were they after? She didn’t have any money on her. She remembered leaving her pack. If they wanted anything from her, they had just gotten everything she owned, except her backup credit card.
     
    Wanting to bang her head against the wall, she looked at Jason again. He must have thought that whoever shot at the cafe was after them. Otherwise he wouldn’t be acting like they were being chased. Maybe he knew something she didn’t? Is that why he was here?
     
    More questions ran through her mind. Finally, after what felt like forever, she could feel Jason start to relax. His breathing changed, his stance changed, and even his hand on her shoulder dropped away. She instantly missed its warmth.
     
    She held still, realizing she had gripped his jacket and she was holding him to her. She thought about letting go, but instead just held on to him, looking up into his face. He was beautiful. She’d always loved his smile; it was the second thing she’d noticed about him, after all. Now she looked at his mouth and wished she knew what it would feel like on her skin, on her lips, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. Could she make him want her like she wanted him?
     
    One thing had been clear over the last year and especially now in the face of danger. If she ever got another chance with him, she wouldn’t let it slip by like she had back in Boston. Even if that meant she’d have to seduce him, she knew she had to grab what she wanted, and she would just have to prove