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and maybe I should think twice before giving it to her.
    “Yeah . . .” I said, apprehension in my voice.
    “I think you’re too far away,” Jo said as she took a few steps closer to me, closing the space between us. I wanted to take a step back, but felt that would be too obvious. Instead, I held my ground.
    We both stood there, her with a glint in her eyes and mine debating between lust and confusion. She took two more steps. I swallowed. Finally she was close enough to take her hand and run a single finger down my chest.
    “That’s better,” she said, barely above a whisper. My breath picked up as soon as she touched me. She was only inches away from me; hiding any reaction to her was pointless.
    “Do I make you nervous, Ty?” This time she wrapped her hand around my neck. Her delicate hands gently massaged the base of my neck.
    Shit yes she made me nervous.
    Especially now with those eyes that knew exactly what they wanted, what they hunted. And it was me, the prey, the one who didn’t know how to deal with a woman like Jo.
    I was in over my head and I hated it and loved it.
    I wanted to take a step back, tell her that she wins this game we were playing and that I give up, but I didn’t get the chance.
    She didn’t crush her mouth against mine like I thought she would, pouncing on her prey. Instead she gently pulled me towards her. Our eyes were locked and soon our mouths joined. It was a sweet and gentle kiss. Her lips were soft and this time I would never forget it, unlike the last time when I was in the fog of alcohol.
    No, I would never be able to forget this kiss. Even if meant she was giving in and knowing it would be short lived. Even if meant I could only have her for a small amount of time. It was worth it. I licked the bottom of her lip, nipping gently and as her mouth opened, I slipped my tongue in, exploring her and tasting the hint of mint and something flowery.
    It was at this point that the kiss changed, became more heated. I grabbed her waist; it fit perfectly in my large hands, and pulled her even closer. It didn’t seem possible but my head was lost in her, I don’t think we could have been close enough. She moved her hands down to my waist and effortlessly, without me even thinking twice of it, she took my shirt off, up and over my head, discarded on the floor.
    Her hands ran down my chest as I kissed her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. The sound she made was heaven. One I could listen to every day, a low groan that was feminine and rustic, like a country singer in a smoky bar. She slightly pushed me away to take off her own shirt, moving this along at her own pace.
    Her red bra held her perfect breasts and I couldn’t help but lean down to kiss the swells of soft skin. I felt her step back, taking my hands and leading me somewhere.
    It wasn’t until we fell backwards, into the soft pile of sheets that had been in a tangle when I walked in, that I wondered if this was leading to where I thought it was. My lust was taking over for my brain and I was finding it extremely difficult to put a stop to this. I looked at her and our eyes connected. Only a few moments ago I had thought about how I wanted to have Jolene underneath me, but something wasn’t right.
    One of the most beautiful women I had ever seen was half naked, again, in my arms.
    But she wasn’t there.
    She was gone, lost in her mind.
    She reached for the zippers on my pants and somehow, I don’t even know, I found myself on my back, her on top of me and undoing the bottom on my jeans.
    My brain clicked in and I knew I had to stop this. I had no idea what was going on right now with her, where she was, but this wasn’t right.
    “Jolene,” I said, trying to get to her, find her in whatever mess was in her mind. She wasn’t paying attention as she leaned down and took me in for a heated kiss. God, it was so fucking hard to pull away from her at this point. Each kiss was better than the last.
    I pushed her away, gently.