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supposed to do?” she asked, pulling back an inch or two, enough to look up at his face, “sit and wait for you to be done with your blonde?”
    His jaw twitched. “She’s not my blonde. She’s my friend.”
    “Right,” she said, injecting disbelief into the word.
    His hand tightened on her back. “Were you jealous?”
    “Were you ?” she shot back at him.
    “Extremely,” he said without hesitation, the tightened hand on her lower back now forming a fist, catching the material of her dress and pushing her forward. Her breath stuttered in his throat.
    “You didn’t do anything about it, did you?”
    “Didn’t I?” he said quietly, and his gaze slipped down to her mouth. Maggie’s head was spinning, and for just an instant, for one blindingly stupid instant, she felt the overwhelming urge to lean forward.
    “Song’s finished,” Declan said, and the world rushed in on Maggie, lights and sound exploding back into her awareness. She blushed.
    “Right,” she said, pulling away from his hold. There was a hint of reluctance in the way he let her go, a lingering drag of his fingers across her back and hip. She straightened her dress and looked everywhere except his face. “Thank you for the dance.”
    “Pleasure.”
    Then she got away from him as quickly as this dress allowed her to move.

    H e caught up with her again as she left the bathroom—she’d only gone in there to splash some water on her face, cool down, gather herself after the betrayal of her body. The way it reacted to Declan’s proximity. The way she ached for him.
    But he didn’t let her; didn’t allow her a reprieve.
    He marched towards her down the empty corridor, fire in his eyes and deliberation in his step, staring directly at her as he drew closer and closer, as she lost her breath and slowed her pace and lit up with the anticipation of it—
    Then he met her in the middle, and he took her waist, and he yanked her aside.
    “What—”
    “Shh,” he said, tucking her firmly into an alcove, shadowed and separated from the world, the intimacy of it all as he swept in close, as he pressed his body to hers, as he settled one hand on the wall beside her head and the other on her hip… Then he dipped his face to hers, his breath teasing her lips, and murmured, “Can I?”
    And in that moment, there was not one part of her that wanted to say anything other than the breathless, whispered word that tumbled from her mouth.
    “Yes.”

4
Declan
    D eclan couldn’t handle himself around Maggie Emerson. She lit him up like nothing else, burned through his blood and hammered into his heart, made him lose sense of himself and his composure, made him desperate .
    He’d known she would be at this wedding, of course. It was her cousin’s event. And it was because of that, he’d almost decided not to come himself. Nothing scared him; nothing intimidated him. But several months ago, this woman shattered his defenses and put a crack in his heart that he hadn’t quite been able to forget. And he didn’t know how he would react upon seeing her again.
    He’d wanted her for years. Ever since that summer she came home from college and had discovered a confidence and self-assuredness she’d been missing as a teenager. When she showed up to her family’s annual summer barbecue in a form-fitting sundress that showed off all of her delicious curves, allowed her wild hair to tumble down her back, barely a lick of makeup on her glowing face—and she was gorgeous. She was breathtaking.
    Then she’d spoken to him—struck up a conversation about their studies, the differences between med and law school, what they both hoped to achieve in their careers, and the intelligence and passion that radiated from her had him captivated, had him wanting to hear more, listen to her speak for hours, ask her questions just to keep her going.
    He kept his distance, romantically. Didn’t pursue her. For years he watched her from afar, watched her develop into a bright,