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“I didn"t mean that as a challenge.” Alison almost gulped as she stared up at Harker. This was so going to end with them having s*x and they both knew it.
“Sounded like one to me.” He put his hands on her chair and bent, tipping her backwards.
“Harker,” she squeaked, grabbing his shirt.
He lowered his head. “I missed you.” His hot breath danced over her lips and then he kissed her.
Her fingers tightened in his shirt and everything disappeared except him. She’d missed him too. She was addicted to the man and how he made her feel—beautiful, wanted, loved. Her heart did a somersault because that"s what she wanted, his love.
He deepened the kiss, tipping back her chair a little more and her arms wrapped around his neck. He grabbed her waist, lifting her as the chair crashed to t
