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“I didn’t mean to kiss you. But you were right there and once I started…holy hell, Nate, I forgot about everything else but kissing you some more.” She looked at him and sighed. “Seriously, we should have been doing that for a long time now.”
    Fuck.
    Nate closed his eyes and tipped his head back on the seat. “Where are Michael and Shannon?”
    “We’re not going to talk about it?”
    “No.”
    “Right now or ever?”
    “Ever.”
    “I think we should.”
    His head came up and he looked at her with a frown. “We shouldn’t,” he said firmly. “Trust me.”
    “You’re telling me that you have absolutely no interest in doing it again?”
    “Emma,” he said, through gritted teeth. “We are not talking about this. Now or ever. Drop it.”
    She looked at him thoughtfully for several seconds. “Tell you what. You don’t have to talk about it. But I don’t think there’s a way to keep me from talking about it.”
    He narrowed his eyes. If she started talking, he knew there was no way she was going to keep the topic only to the kiss they’d shared in the theater either. He’d never survive this. This was definitely part of the reason he’d never let on that she could get him worked up. Because Emma didn’t know when to say when. She had no boundaries and no filter. She’d keep at him until she wore him down. And then she’d hate the result.
    “Why do you want to talk about it anyway?” he asked, letting his irritation show.
    “Because I want to do it again,” she said, as if it should have been obvious. “And I want to do more than that.”
    But she didn’t. Not really. Emma Dixon didn’t know everything, in spite of what she thought, and getting into a relationship with him was something she would not enjoy.
    “If I’m not around when you’re talking, I guess it won’t matter, will it?” he asked.
    “You’re taking me home?” she asked.
    “That seems like the best choice.”
    “How are you going to find out where Michael and Shannon are?”
    He’d planned on calling and texting his son increasingly horrible threats until Michael called back or came home. He frowned at Emma. “You know where they’re going after this?”
    “I might.”
    “Emma,” he said in the voice he used in the ER when his staff wasn’t moving fast enough. It always got a positive response. “Tell me where they are.”
    “Only if you keep me with you.”
    “Is it on your phone?”
    She held her phone up, then tucked it under her skirt. “You’re sure welcome to check.”
    He wanted to. Far too much. Bringing her along in the first place was a horrible idea.
    And he’d think of her the next time he had cake or whipped cream. He was sure of it.
    “Give me the address.” Once he knew where the kids were, he could drop her off.
    Which, of course, she realized. “Take a left on seventeenth.”
    “We’re going to do it this way?” Nate asked, resigning himself. It was Emma. Of course they were going to do it the hard way.
    “I’m not letting you loose on Shannon without backup,” Emma said.
    “I promise I don’t need backup.”
    “Ha-ha. No dice, Doc,” she said, tipping her water bottle back. “You’re stuck with me tonight.”
    Yep, it looked like he was.
    Fuck.
    He took a nice long look at those tanned legs in the short skirt, then turned his attention out the windshield and worked on ignoring the woman that he’d never been able to ignore before. And that had been before he knew that her mouth fit his perfectly and that making her groan was the most fun he’d had in a long time.
     
     
    Emma worked hard on not grinning.
    Nate didn’t want to want her. That was clear.
    But he did want her.
    Thank god. For one, Nate wasn’t immune. He was damned good at hiding it, but he wasn’t immune to her. For two, she’d finally kissed him and it had been everything she’d assumed it would be and then some.
    Damn, the guy could kiss.
    She wasn’t nearly done with him yet.
    No matter what he