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throws of lust. He kept kissing her neck, working back up to her ear.
                  "Is the answer yes?"
                  She could barely think but she managed to get out a shaky nod and a whispered yes. He was staring down at her with a triumphant look on his face.
                  "Good. Because I wouldn't have left you alone anyway."
                  She should have been annoyed at his cockiness but she wasn't. Instead it sounded like an oath of something. Something deep and true.
                  They both moaned as their lips met. He was finally kissing her, their breath commingling as they grasped each other desperately. He lifted her slightly, pushing her back into the tree trunk and pressing his body against hers. She gasped at the feeling of his hardness pressing into her belly. Oh god, he wanted to…
                  He was laughing again as he pulled away, stroking her hair gently. He lifted his body away from the intimate position they’d been in. She sighed as he broke contact, wanting him back against her almost immediately.
                  "No Kaylie I'm not going to try to do that in a public park."
                  "I knew that."
                  "Did you?"
                  She just stared at him, hoping her breath would return to normal, hoping she'd get used to the whirlwind of emotions he created in her so easily. It was annoying, how easy it was for him to turn her upside down. She decided it was important for her peace of mind that he didn't know the full extent of the control he had over her body and senses.
                  Because if he knew, who knew what he would do?
     

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                  Devlin stared down at Kaylie. He was sorely tempted to find a private place to continue what they'd started but he put it out of his mind. He knew he wouldn't go through with it anyway. Kaylie was not the sort of girl you took in a parking lot. She still looked concerned, even though he'd kissed her senseless less than a minute before.
                  "Any other questions for me sweetheart?"
                  "Yes. I mean, just one."             
                  "Go ahead."
                  "Why me? It can't just be my-"
                  He grinned and raised an eyebrow.
                  "Your charms?"
                  She nodded sheepishly. Her charms were exceptional and certainly part of the reason he'd been drawn to her. But that wasn't why he'd first noticed her. In fact, he had started going to the diner because of Johnny.
                  "That's part of it. You are incredibly beautiful Kaylie."
                  She looked doubtful at that. He tried not to laugh again. His girl was sheer perfection. Beautiful but not vain, naturally sexy without any artifice or vulgarity. She deserved a real answer though, not flattery. He took a deep breath, hoping she wouldn't take this the wrong way.
                  "It started with Johnny."
                  "Johnny? The little boy who-"
                  He nodded. Johnny was mentally disabled. Sweet kid, industrious, even had a paper route. But he was special, and he'd had a hard time of it with the other kids making fun of him. The trouble was, he was just smart enough to know he was different. That was the hardest part.
                  "Johnny was always talking about this pretty girl who gave him an extra scoop of ice cream at Mae's. The kid loved going to that place. He even got a second job mowing lawns so he could afford to go in twice a week."
                  "He was a sweet boy. All I did was talk to him."
                  "It meant a lot to him Kaylie. So after he died I went in there to have his favorite. In his