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eyes wide with shock.
    He fought the urge to pull her back down for more of that kiss. A kiss he hadn’t been ready to end. “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing … I just …” She stopped, obviously trying to calm herself. “I’m not used to kisses like … like that one.”
    “That makes both of us.” Jesus, he’d never had a kiss like it and it made him want to pull her in close, press the softness of her against the hard ache of his cock.
    Very bad idea. She kissed you and you nearly lost your head. In public. You should be stepping away and going home. Alone.
    Jax crushed the thought. Surely one night couldn’t hurt.
    She looked away, one hand going to her throat where he’d been touching her, fingers brushing over her skin. “Okay, so do you think we can get out of here now?”
    Oh, hell yes.
    Jax slid off the bar stool. Extracting a hundred from his wallet, he laid it on the bar for Tony, then tilted his head toward the door. “After you, Snow.”
    “Uh, are we getting a cab?” she asked a little thickly. “Because I’d rather wait in here than on the sidewalk if you don’t mind.” Again she looked nervous, and he couldn’t tell if it had to do with that kiss or whether it was something more.
    “No cab. I have a car.” Of course once she saw the car and his driver, she’d know that he wasn’t some regular Joe. That was okay. If she didn’t know who he was already, she wouldn’t be able to tell from the limo. Besides, there was no way he was going to take a fucking cab back to his apartment. Not when he was this hard, this ready.
    Reaching for her hand, he threaded his fingers through hers then moved toward the door, tugging her after him. She came without hesitation and yet, when he glanced back at her, he could see lines of tension around her mouth, her gaze flicking around the room as if she was looking for something. Or maybe someone.
    Secrets. Oh yes, this woman had secrets all right and one way or another he would get them out of her. Because now that he’d kissed her, now that he’d tasted the lightning … he wanted it all.
    *
    Pandora was breathing way too fast as they stepped out of the bar and onto the sidewalk. It wasn’t only because she was hoping like hell Thing One or any other of her father’s bloodhounds hadn’t tracked her down yet, although that was a concern.
    No, it was mainly because of the kiss she’d given him. Her first ever. And as first kisses went, she was thinking it didn’t get much better than that. Not that she would know of course, but she’d had an online discussion once with some of her Twitter buddies about first kisses and the general consensus had been that they were both unexpectedly wet and awkward.
    The kiss with Hunt hadn’t been, either. He’d tasted so hot and delicious, a smoky sweetness from the whiskey he’d been drinking. It had been all the sweeter for the fact that kissing him had been her choice. Her first kiss, taken for herself, with a guy she’d chosen. It didn’t get much better than that.
    She just hadn’t expected him to put his hand around her neck, his thumb at her throat. Not that it had been scary, quite the opposite in fact. She’d found it exhilarating, shivering with delight at the feel of his hands on her skin. It made her want more. So much more.
    Hunt stood on the sidewalk, a tall, dark, imperious figure, and raised a hand, gesturing down the street to someone. An arrogant movement, like a king summoning a courtier. A car pulled out of the shadows in answer, a long black car. A limo.
    Jesus. This was his car? What did that make him then?
    Fear sunk sharp hooks into her. That combination of danger and arrogance, she knew it well. Powerful men had it. The kind of powerful men who associated with her father.
    Pandora inhaled, struggling with the fear. She could run, vanish back into the night, go to another bar maybe. Even find another man. A much safer man …
    Hunt turned, blue eyes clashing with hers, sending a bolt