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After checking that her face was still intact, if a little angry, and reapplying her lipstick in a pointless attempt to draw attention away from the cheery red ht she needed a drink before, she’d been dead wrong Now she needed a drink

“Fucking Christ, worabbed her ar privacy Before she had the chance to react, her back ain

“It’s really all right Just red and sore Probably won’t even notice it by toht”

“Doesn’t aze on her cheek “Shouldn’t have happened And he sure as fuck shouldn’t have spoken to you like that”

“While I agree on both counts, the first part truly was an accident”

“Hmm,” he said as he leaned forward

Her breath caught Danger! Danger! Sexy ?”

Suddenly his hand disappeared from her face, replaced by the soft brush of his lips “Kiss to make it better”

Jazz tres Why did he have to feel so good? How could the simple stroke of his lips across her cheek have her more fired up than her last lover ever did? His ain, this tioose bumps erupted down the side of her neck

“Screw,” she whispered,else

But for what?

To stop, of course It had to be for him to stop It was the only smart choice

“Screw,” she said with some force this time

He drew back Their gazes locked, and for several seconds the rapid thump, thump, thump of her heart was the only sound in her head

“Congratulations,” she finally said A safe topic though it ca with Copper was a good thing”

Screw cocked his head, studying her She held her breath What did he see when he looked at her?

“It was,” he said with a nod before taking hold of one of her wrists and lifting it to hisforearm today, huh, Jazzy? Pretty flashy for you”

She yanked but couldn’t break his gentle but iron clad hold “Let go,” she said through clenched teeth She should be grateful he’d ruined the charged moment as usual, but all she felt was annoyance

“Not yet” He nipped her flesh then, the bare skin of her forearht where her sleeve ended