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waist at the last minute and set her upright. Wyatt’s hand.
Fuck.
“You okay there?” he asked, his fingers coasting over her cheek to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her skin sparked to life under his touch, and Jinx felt the heat rise in her cheeks, his words from this afternoon echoing in her head.
“We’ve got this spark between us. I think it’s just the beginning. I say we light it up and let it explode.”
Lifting her head, she let her gaze meet his and stilled. What was it about this guy? He was right, there was something here, something between them, something—
“Wyatt, there just can’t be anything between us,” she said, cutting off her own thoughts before they went any further, before they got dangerous.
Wyatt’s eyes narrowed and his gaze darkened. Tucking one of her arms in his he snaked the other around her waist and half dragged, half guided her to a shadowed spot behind a pillar.
“There is already something between us,” he said. “What I proposed this afternoon was that we act on that something.”
“That’s just not possible.” Jinx shook her head and looked past him, over his shoulder, her gaze fixated on the sea of gyrating bodies.
“Why not?” He stepped closer, slipped a boot between her heels, nudged her feet apart and settled one hard lean thigh between her own.
Oh now that got her attention. Smartass thought he was cute. Jinx whipped her gaze back to his and narrowed her eyes.
“Easy cowboy. You think you know who you’re dealing with. Trust me. You don’t.”
“Oh kitten.” Wyatt smiled, lowered his head to her neck and purred his way up to her ear. “I know exactly what I’m doing. C’mon, show me those fangs. I like a bit of pain with my pleasure. Remember?”
His words vibrated against her skin, sending little tickling shivers up her spine, the kind that had her biting back a smile despite herself, despite her resolution that she would continue to deny this thing, whatever it was, no matter what he said, no matter what he did .
But then those big hands circled her waist, dipped under the edge of her shirt and found bare flesh. Her skin buzzed and came to life. Want. Need. Recognition. She hadn’t expected that, or the strange sense of familiarity. Wyatt’s hands on her skin felt right, felt whole and firm and steady. His lips found her neck, pressed soft kisses there, up along her jawline, over her cheek, the corner of her mouth.
“Whoa,” she said. Flattening her palms against his shoulders Jinx pushed, diverting him before he had a chance to end his path of kisses at her lips. No way her blood pressure could handle that right now. Nope, she had to get this brute off her before all her excuses were worn out, before she forgot why she was making excuses to begin with. “Wyatt, seriously. We’re working together. We can’t get involved. ”
That lazy grin, the one that seemed perpetually pinned to Wyatt’s face slid right off. A muscle tensed in his jaw, and the look in his eyes grew darker, deeper, maybe even a little dangerous.
“No more teasing,” he said.
“I haven’t been teasing—” she protested.
“No I mean me. I’ve been flirting, pushing, trying to provoke you.”
“Well you’ve succeeded!”
“I know. But I’m not teasing now, Jinx.” His voice was low, husky, and intimate in a way that made her think that whatever he had to say next, he meant it as solemnly as any oath he’d ever taken.
“Okay,” she said, her gaze searching his, wondering what was going on in his head that had shifted his mood so dramatically.
“Listen, I know better than most that life is short, and your luck, it can turn on a dime. I’ve seen…” His eyes grew wide, distant.
Jinx lifted a hand, but stopped, paused it in midair, hovering next to Wyatt’s face. The urge to touch him was so strong, it was shocking. She longed to comfort, to soothe, to chase away the ugly memories that had clouded those blue eyes. Did she
Fuck.
“You okay there?” he asked, his fingers coasting over her cheek to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her skin sparked to life under his touch, and Jinx felt the heat rise in her cheeks, his words from this afternoon echoing in her head.
“We’ve got this spark between us. I think it’s just the beginning. I say we light it up and let it explode.”
Lifting her head, she let her gaze meet his and stilled. What was it about this guy? He was right, there was something here, something between them, something—
“Wyatt, there just can’t be anything between us,” she said, cutting off her own thoughts before they went any further, before they got dangerous.
Wyatt’s eyes narrowed and his gaze darkened. Tucking one of her arms in his he snaked the other around her waist and half dragged, half guided her to a shadowed spot behind a pillar.
“There is already something between us,” he said. “What I proposed this afternoon was that we act on that something.”
“That’s just not possible.” Jinx shook her head and looked past him, over his shoulder, her gaze fixated on the sea of gyrating bodies.
“Why not?” He stepped closer, slipped a boot between her heels, nudged her feet apart and settled one hard lean thigh between her own.
Oh now that got her attention. Smartass thought he was cute. Jinx whipped her gaze back to his and narrowed her eyes.
“Easy cowboy. You think you know who you’re dealing with. Trust me. You don’t.”
“Oh kitten.” Wyatt smiled, lowered his head to her neck and purred his way up to her ear. “I know exactly what I’m doing. C’mon, show me those fangs. I like a bit of pain with my pleasure. Remember?”
His words vibrated against her skin, sending little tickling shivers up her spine, the kind that had her biting back a smile despite herself, despite her resolution that she would continue to deny this thing, whatever it was, no matter what he said, no matter what he did .
But then those big hands circled her waist, dipped under the edge of her shirt and found bare flesh. Her skin buzzed and came to life. Want. Need. Recognition. She hadn’t expected that, or the strange sense of familiarity. Wyatt’s hands on her skin felt right, felt whole and firm and steady. His lips found her neck, pressed soft kisses there, up along her jawline, over her cheek, the corner of her mouth.
“Whoa,” she said. Flattening her palms against his shoulders Jinx pushed, diverting him before he had a chance to end his path of kisses at her lips. No way her blood pressure could handle that right now. Nope, she had to get this brute off her before all her excuses were worn out, before she forgot why she was making excuses to begin with. “Wyatt, seriously. We’re working together. We can’t get involved. ”
That lazy grin, the one that seemed perpetually pinned to Wyatt’s face slid right off. A muscle tensed in his jaw, and the look in his eyes grew darker, deeper, maybe even a little dangerous.
“No more teasing,” he said.
“I haven’t been teasing—” she protested.
“No I mean me. I’ve been flirting, pushing, trying to provoke you.”
“Well you’ve succeeded!”
“I know. But I’m not teasing now, Jinx.” His voice was low, husky, and intimate in a way that made her think that whatever he had to say next, he meant it as solemnly as any oath he’d ever taken.
“Okay,” she said, her gaze searching his, wondering what was going on in his head that had shifted his mood so dramatically.
“Listen, I know better than most that life is short, and your luck, it can turn on a dime. I’ve seen…” His eyes grew wide, distant.
Jinx lifted a hand, but stopped, paused it in midair, hovering next to Wyatt’s face. The urge to touch him was so strong, it was shocking. She longed to comfort, to soothe, to chase away the ugly memories that had clouded those blue eyes. Did she
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