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they’d been few and far between, seeing as what a small town Cadence was. Pretty hard to find someone to date who hadn’t known you since you were in pigtails. And she was cautious enough to not want to ruin those lifelong friendships with something she was certain wouldn’t last.
    No, t he desire rushing under her skin was unique to Damon. There’d been a foreshadowing of it from the first moment she’d seen him, but now it rushed into full bloom. The ache burned low, leaving an empty feeling in her core that yearned for fulfillment. Her skin felt sensitized, as if the slightest brush would overwhelm her with sensation. Her nipple s, tightened from the cold, stiffened even further against the brush of her shirt, begging for his attention.
    The fact that he was looking at half her naked ass didn’t help matters.
    Desperate for a distraction, she said, “Thank you, Damon.”
    He glanced up, his brown eyes meeting hers. His warm palm cupped the cool flesh of her thigh, right above the numbness, bringi ng awareness of his masculinity. The very things she most needed to forget.
    “Thank you for coming out in the cold and the snow to help someone you don’t know very well. I’m so glad I’m not going through this alone.”
    “ I’m right here if you need me, d arlin’,” he said, his Texas twang deepening as he leaned closer.
    She’d meant to distract herself with something other than the physical, but when Damon’s lips drew near hers, she could think of nothing else. Warm bre ath met her flesh first. Her lips parted of their own volition, as if to invite that part of him into herself. She inhaled, trying to pull him closer, but held herself utterly still. The only part of her meeting Damon was h er look, and those eyes held her transfixed. He looked at her like a revelation, like he’d been given an astonishing gift… and he planned to make the most of it.
    His lips met hers, smooth and dry. They rested together, not moving, as their breath com ingled . Then with a light shift of movement, his tongue darted through to brush the inner curve of her bottom lip. Her groan was the only encouragement he seemed to need. He pressed closer, his tongue dipping inside to explore her.
    Smooth and silky- wet, he began to explore and all her protests fell in the face of his pursuit. She met him with her own need, twining he r tongue with his, her body twist ing to meet the hard planes of his chest. His groan was all the encouragement she needed. Her hands lifted to the outer curve of his shoulders, digging into sculpted muscles that were camouflaged by the layers of clothes he had on to fight the cold.
    He tasted so good, musky and dark. She could have sat there all night with their mouths fused together. He allowed no quarter, sealing his lips to hers and taking what he wanted. And all he wanted, she willingly gave.
    * * *
    As Damon’s body jumped from slow simmer to maximum overdrive, he fisted the cushions on each side of her. From the moment he first saw her, he’d categorized her as “ hearth and home ” , thus firmly off limits. But now he could see that he’d fed himself a lie.
    He’d kept away from her because his body recognized the danger. Consuming desire pulsed through him, tightening every muscle from the base of his neck to the arches of his feet— and the most important muscle in between. The instant erection shocked him, but not as much as standing on the precipice of an orgasm in twenty seconds flat.
    Jerking away from the source of the burn, he rose to his feet in a less than steady motion. Her wide eyes and still- panting lips barely registered as he turned away and marched for the door. “I’m going to check outside,” he said over his shoulder.
    He d idn’t know what he was going to check or why he wanted to walk around in a winter wonderland. All he knew was that he had to get away from Tori before he spontaneously combusted… something he hadn’t worried about since he was fifteen years