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cup the base of her neck. His fingers felt cool and strong against her heated flesh. He lowered his lips to within a whisper of hers. “Why don’t we forget about thinking and just let ourselves feel?”
    Softly, slowly, his mouth roamed over hers, sending thick, liquefying pleasure seeping into her. Her eyes fluttered shut. Her hands went limp; in the recesses of her mind she heard the jingle of metal when her keys hit the pavement.
    â€œYou stir something in me, Cheyenne,” he murmured as his mouth took hers, warm and coaxing. His fingers stroked the back of her neck. She didn’t need a vision to see the teasing image of what his hands could do to her body.
    Her arms moved upward; her fingers locked tight on his shoulders. Beneath her hands she felt the bunch of muscles that veered toward a hard, dangerous strength. Passion came to life inside her like a fire that had been smoldering beneath cold ash. Her lips parted beneath his, opening, accepting, urging.
    His arm slid around her waist, drawing her closer until she fit tightly against his hard, lean body. His mouth became more greedy, taking her deeper, demanding equal response. Her legs trembled, and blood swam so fast in her veins that she could hear the roar of it in herhead. A low moan sounded in her throat while reason slipped against the pull of need.
    Desire gripped her as if it had claws. His mouth continued its assault on hers, seducing her senses, peeling away the layers of caution that guarded her secrets.
    An alarm sounded somewhere in the recesses of her dazed mind.
    The will to survive smothered the yearning for pleasure. She hadn’t come here tonight to be kissed. She was here because the man whose mouth was currently ravishing hers was in trouble and fate had brought her to him.
    â€œStop.” She dug her fingers into his shoulders. “Jackson, we need to stop.”
    â€œWhy?” His voice was a raw whisper as his mouth trailed down her jaw, nuzzled her throat.
    â€œI… Because.” She flattened her palm against his chest, forced him back. Breathing jerky, she stared at him while every pulse point in her body hammered. “Just…because,” she managed in a hoarse whisper.
    â€œWell.” He expelled a ragged breath. “I guess that’s as good a reason as any.”
    â€œI…” She waved a hand vaguely. “We don’t even know each other.”
    His smile was slow and potent. “Seems to me we’re working on changing that.”
    When he reached to touch her cheek, she jerked her head back. “I have to go. Now. Right now.”
    â€œI didn’t mean to come on so strong.”
    He bent down, scooped up her keys, then stood with them in his hand while his concerned eyes skimmed over her face, lingering on each feature. “It’s just that you’ve been in my thoughts for so long. I still can’t quite believeyou’re here tonight.” He handed her the keys, his fingers sliding against hers. “With me.”
    She stared into his face, the shadowy lights of the far-off street lamps emphasized his ruthless good looks. She scraped her teeth over her bottom lip, bringing his taste back to flood her mouth…and a swell of fresh desire into her system that made her legs go weak all over again.
    â€œGood night.” It didn’t matter that her voice was unsteady. What mattered was that she get into her car before her wobbly legs gave out.
    â€œGood night.” The eyes that had looked so rock-hard in her vision were now the color of smoke. “I’ll see you the day after tomorrow.”
    â€œYes.” She was reasonably sure her system would have settled by then.
    It wasn’t until she pulled the Mustang out of the lot that she released the breath she’d been holding. Whatever trouble Jackson Colton was in, it had brought her to him. Until she knew why, she needed to keep a clear head. Then, when the knowledge came, she