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“You’re a goof,” she murmured, fingers sliding up his chest to tangle behind his neck. Brooke tugged him toward her until their mouths met. Her kiss was sweet, lips curled upward in a smile as they brushed slowly. Gently. So innocent it could have been their first.
Memories flashed. “You have no idea how much pain I was in that day we went to the archery range.”
Air puffed past his cheek, an amused huff. “You’re interrupting your ravishment to talk about target practice gone wrong?”
“I had never seen you like that before.” He ignored her smart-ass comment and concentrated on his point. “You were this deadly warrior, all focus and power, and when you hit the bull’s-eye on your second shot, I got a hard-on.”
Her laughter rang clear and bright before she buried her face against his neck. “Stop.” The words came out garbled. “I don’t want anyone finding us yet.”
“Just thought you needed to know. I was smitten from the first moment. And when you let me tug you against that hay bale and kiss you, I thought I’d gone to heaven. Tempting lips, body soft in all the right places, yet lethal and wild at the same time.” He hummed as if he’d taken a bite of something delicious.
Brooke swayed, teasing their bodies together. “I like that memory. I like that you thought I was powerful.”
“You still are.” She could bring him to his knees if she chose.
With a brush of her hand down his chest, she was close to reducing him to incoherent rambling. She kissed his jaw, bit his lower lip. Her hand dropped over his groin and loosely contained his erection.
“I want something,” she warned him.
“Okay.” An instant response because he was smart.
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