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RAEANNE THAYNE 77 He could feel the soft sough of her breath in his mouth, feel the tremble of her fingers against his chest, and wondered if she could hear his heart hammering against his ribs. That smart mouth of hers was surprisingly soft, like apple blossoms, and she tasted like cola and spearmint gum. He might have expected her to shove him off the mounting block or give him a judo chop to the head. When she didn’t, when her lips seemed to soften in welcome, he took that as enough encouragement to deepen the kiss.
Chapter Five She couldn’t seem to make her brain work, other than one stunned moment of disbelief that he would have the audacity to kiss her out of the blue without any kind of advance warning. Wasn’t that like a Dalton, to just take what he wanted without asking permission? Before she could manage to work through her shock enough to actually do something about it—like jerk away or, better yet, give him a swift knee to the privates, her initial astonishment began to give way to something else, something terribly dangerous. A slow, sultry ache fluttered to life inside her, and before she fully realized what she was doing, her hands slid into the thin fabric of his T-shirt, holding him fast.
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Chapter Five<br />
She couldn’t seem to make her bra<strong>in</strong> work, o<strong>the</strong>r than<br />
one stunned moment of disbelief that he would have <strong>the</strong><br />
audacity to kiss her out of <strong>the</strong> blue without any k<strong>in</strong>d of<br />
advance warn<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
Wasn’t that like a Dalton, to just take what he wanted<br />
without ask<strong>in</strong>g permission?<br />
Before she could manage to work through her shock<br />
enough to actually do someth<strong>in</strong>g about it—like jerk<br />
away or, better yet, give him a swift knee to <strong>the</strong> privates,<br />
her <strong>in</strong>itial astonishment began to give way to someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
else, someth<strong>in</strong>g terribly dangerous.<br />
A slow, sultry ache fluttered to life <strong>in</strong>side her, and<br />
before she fully realized what she was do<strong>in</strong>g, her hands<br />
slid <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> th<strong>in</strong> fabric of his T-shirt, hold<strong>in</strong>g him fast.
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