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was what she needed. The complete opposite
of her father, who never let any emotion show on his face.
    He froze as she moved her hand up his neck and pulled him to
her. The effect she had on him flattered her. Licking her lips, she lifted up
on her toes and placed her mouth just inches from his as she stared into his
eyes.
    “Courtney,” he whispered.
    “Yes.”
    “What are you doing?”
    “I’m going to kiss you.”
    With their gazes locked on each others, he asked, “Are you
sure about this?”
    “I am.”
    She brought her mouth to his, needing to see if the charge
that seemed to pull between them would ignite the way she thought it would when
they kissed. It did. Something rushed through her, giving her a primal need for
more.
    She thrust herself against him, holding both sides of his
face. Braden groaned and wrapped his arms around her waist, snuggling her into
him.
    Holy fuck, if she’d know kissing him was going to be like
this—so earth-shattering, world-stopping good—she wouldn’t have resisted for so
long. She had no idea the quiet cowboy would have this much effect on her.
    She pulled back, breaking the connection. Braden’s blue eyes
were dark with need.
    Clearing her throat, she said, “Sorry, I just wanted to get
that out of the way. I’m sure we were both thinking about it.”
    He didn’t speak, but stood as though he was frozen.
    “So, uh, what did you pack to eat?”
    “Food.”
    She giggled. “What kind?”
    He still gazed at her, and her spine tingled. Before she
knew it, he was on her again, shoving her against the side of the truck as his
mouth claimed hers, his tongue swooping in. She moaned and ran her fingers
through his soft hair. He gripped her waist hard. He didn’t have to worry
though, she didn’t plan on going anywhere. Kissing Braden was the only thing
she wanted to do at this moment.
    Something about this man made her see the world differently.
He was kind, sexy, an awesome kisser. When it came to getting between the
sheets, she had no doubt he’d know what he was doing. If things kept up at this
pace, maybe she’d find out tonight in the back of his pickup.
    Or not. As she explored his body with light touches, it
dawned on her that his hands hadn’t moved. He still gripped her waist, when she
really wanted him to touch—to run his hand under her shirt and over her belly
softly as he teased his way to her breasts.
    She squeezed her thighs together as wetness seeped into her
panties.
    She broke the kiss. “You okay?”
    He nodded. “Really good.”
    “I wasn’t sure.”
    “Why?”
    “You’re being such a gentleman, but I’m fine if you ravish
me some while we kiss.”
    He swallowed hard, and she found it cute. “Maybe we should
eat now and watch the movie.” Braden moved away from her, and she immediately missed
his warmth pressed against her.
    “That sounds good.” But getting naked in the back of the
truck sounded a whole lot better.
    * * * *
    Braden placed the empty containers back in the basket.
They’d eaten quietly, which was his fault. He couldn’t stop thinking about
kissing Courtney again. She’d taken him by complete surprise. Then he’d gotten
embarrassed when she picked up on his lack of experience. Sure, when he was
tongue-tied with her, he wanted to touch. His palms had burned with the need to
explore, but he had no idea when the right time was.
    Maybe he needed to talk to his brother about it; get some
pointers. It wasn’t like he had never touched a woman’s breasts or other areas,
he just lacked experience beyond a little foreplay. It wouldn’t take Courtney
long to figure out he had a big V on his forehead. How fucking embarrassing to
have to tell a woman he’d never had sex. Especially a goddess like Courtney.
She’d probably laugh at him and dump him. There was no way she wanted to teach
him about sex.
    His cheeks burned. This was a mistake taking her out. He
needed to get a few one-night stands under his belt before he even