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later.”
                  She rested against the counter as he stopped right in front of her. He was so tall she had to tilt her head back to look up at him. He had to be a few inches over six feet. Compared to her own five foot nine inches, he made her feel feminine. They were probably going to fit well together.
                  “Do we have a deal?”
                  She blinked when spoke. Then she remembered what he’d suggested. She was more than game to try to forget about everything else outside this moment, but she needed a distraction.
                  “We do, but I think we should seal it with a kiss,” she murmured.
                  Before she could say anything else, he slid his hands into her hair. She closed her eyes as he brought his mouth down on hers, like a man on death row being offered his last meal.
                  Sweet mercy.
                  Willow’s eyes flew wide open, rendered completely speechless by Chase's unexpected, all-out fiery assault on her mouth.
                  Oh, God he had an incredible mouth.
                  Willow returned his assault with equal fervor, pulling at his firm lips, nipping at his tongue, and delving her own tongue deep into his mouth. She felt like a hungry child who had been denied a piece of candy then found it waiting for her on her pillow. Her lips molded so perfectly against his that she thought for a ridiculous moment that they had been made to kiss his. Far from the awkwardness usually experienced during first kisses, this one shot way beyond fumbled positioning, teeth knocking and tongue sparring. They shared something that made her thighs quiver. It was almost as if she'd been kissing him all of her life. Well, maybe not all of her life, but certainly a lot longer than half a minute. She thought she wouldn't be able to get enough of him even if she took a deep breath and inhaled him whole.
                  She curled her fingers in his shirt. She felt as if the heat of his hand was burning through the material of her pants as he touched her thigh and whimpered. She tugged him closer, his hand skimming over her flesh, setting nerve endings aflame in its wake. He curved his fingers over her jeans-covered bottom and gave a squeeze so torturously possessive she shuddered. As she tugged, he pulled, bringing her softness against his hard arousal. Willow's breathing grew so ragged she was afraid there wasn't enough air in the room to satisfy her need for the necessary element. She moved her hands around to his butt, then shoved her hands deep into his back packets and squeezed his tight rear end, wanting to feel him even closer.
                  He tugged his mouth from hers and trailed a hot, wet path to her ear. "God, I've been itching to touch you like this since I saw you across the bar."
                  His words sent a shiver skittering along the surface of her skin, leaving her tiny hairs standing on end. Reaching around to the front of his shirt, she tugged on the hem of his shirt, bunching the soft fabric in her hands and shoved it up as she slid down. With fingers she couldn't seem to move fast enough, she popped the snap to his pants and drew the zipper down, immensely satisfied with his quick indrawn breath. His hands tightened in her hair, apparently torn between wanting to push her away and yank her closer but settling for just touching her.
                  A tug on the open material and his erection sprang free from both his pants and briefs. She sighed in appreciation.              He groaned and before she could get a chance to tease what she’d uncovered he pulled her back to her feet with one hand, tugged his briefs back up with his other. “Do that and I'll finish before we even get a chance to begin…”
                  Then his mouth was on hers again and all