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kissed her again now it could still count as one.
Her hands slid up his torso until scruffy beard tickled her palms and she could urge his mouth back to hers.
His tongue stroked into her mouth and she let go of his cheeks and wound her arms around his neck, sagging closer, resting against him, chest to chest.
Strong arms came around her, catching her when every thrust of his tongue made her knees threaten to buckle.
A kiss more intoxicating than a keg.
“This is not good,” he whispered against her lips, just as she was about to start tearing his clothes off.
She was confident enough to call him on that one. “Liar. It’s better than good.”
So much better it was impossible for her brain to begin comparing it to every other kiss in history, none of which had ever made her come close to losing control.
“Okay, not a good idea,” he corrected, his voice holding a needy rasp that made her wonder how it’d feel against her ear with sexy whispers.
Which was definitely in the vicinity of violating her Stupid Resolution. “Yeah, maybe.”
“Why are you still hugging me?”
She tilted her head and laid it on his good shoulder. “Because you need it. You’re in pain and you’re a good man. You’re worried about...” She jerked her head back and looked up at him again, realization forming due to her mouth running wild again. Ruining everything.
“What?”
“You have a cause.” She snatched her arms back and took two big steps back from the table.
“No, I don’t.”
“You’re trying to make the world a better place,” Ellory clarified, the realization making her exceedingly cranky.
“I am?”
“Yes, you rescue people from the winter! You have a driving goal! You have a mission in life!” Her stomach hurt. The man was definitely a danger to her Stupid Resolution, and her stupid quest and her stupid everything...
“You are such a strange little thing...”
He didn’t get it!
“You’re my type!” She pointed a finger at him. “And I’m not supposed to be dating!”
“I haven’t asked you out, sweetheart.”
And he didn’t get it so much that he was joking around.
*
Ellory’s cheeks had flamed to life when she’d surged away from the table, like she had just discovered she’d been kissing a big hairy spider. “This isn’t 1957. Women can ask men out.”
His joking eased her enough that some of the wariness left her eyes. She just seemed unreasonably irritated by the fact that he spent half the year helping people who got in trouble in the snow. Especially considering her activities prior to coming to this little special wintery haven had all been aimed at helping people.
He shouldn’t rile her up more. He should put a lid on this situation, say whatever it was that would make her relax. But she’d hugged him, she’d rubbed his feet, and then she’d kissed him back... She was so insistent on taking care of everyone, it was kind of nice to see that she had an unreasonable side.
Donning his best flirting smile, he popped his brows up a couple times. “Are you asking me out, Ellory?”
“You’re not listening! I can’t date you. I have a resolution!”
“You have a resolution, and I’m jeopardizing it by having a cause—which I really don’t think I have.”
“Yes, you do. And,
yes
. That’s... Well, no...” She took a breath, her mouth screwing up in a way he was probably not supposed to find cute. “Having a cause is my type, but that’s not the only part of my type.” A few seconds passed as she looked to the side, brows pulled together, thinking, thinking... “Never mind. It’s just that you’re very good looking, and you smell like sex and chocolate...and Sunday morning. And now you have a mission to help others. For a second all that messed up my brain.”
He could sympathize—his brain felt equally scrambled. The difference was, he liked it. And he
really
shouldn’t. Also, her description of his scent was probably the most outlandish and
Her hands slid up his torso until scruffy beard tickled her palms and she could urge his mouth back to hers.
His tongue stroked into her mouth and she let go of his cheeks and wound her arms around his neck, sagging closer, resting against him, chest to chest.
Strong arms came around her, catching her when every thrust of his tongue made her knees threaten to buckle.
A kiss more intoxicating than a keg.
“This is not good,” he whispered against her lips, just as she was about to start tearing his clothes off.
She was confident enough to call him on that one. “Liar. It’s better than good.”
So much better it was impossible for her brain to begin comparing it to every other kiss in history, none of which had ever made her come close to losing control.
“Okay, not a good idea,” he corrected, his voice holding a needy rasp that made her wonder how it’d feel against her ear with sexy whispers.
Which was definitely in the vicinity of violating her Stupid Resolution. “Yeah, maybe.”
“Why are you still hugging me?”
She tilted her head and laid it on his good shoulder. “Because you need it. You’re in pain and you’re a good man. You’re worried about...” She jerked her head back and looked up at him again, realization forming due to her mouth running wild again. Ruining everything.
“What?”
“You have a cause.” She snatched her arms back and took two big steps back from the table.
“No, I don’t.”
“You’re trying to make the world a better place,” Ellory clarified, the realization making her exceedingly cranky.
“I am?”
“Yes, you rescue people from the winter! You have a driving goal! You have a mission in life!” Her stomach hurt. The man was definitely a danger to her Stupid Resolution, and her stupid quest and her stupid everything...
“You are such a strange little thing...”
He didn’t get it!
“You’re my type!” She pointed a finger at him. “And I’m not supposed to be dating!”
“I haven’t asked you out, sweetheart.”
And he didn’t get it so much that he was joking around.
*
Ellory’s cheeks had flamed to life when she’d surged away from the table, like she had just discovered she’d been kissing a big hairy spider. “This isn’t 1957. Women can ask men out.”
His joking eased her enough that some of the wariness left her eyes. She just seemed unreasonably irritated by the fact that he spent half the year helping people who got in trouble in the snow. Especially considering her activities prior to coming to this little special wintery haven had all been aimed at helping people.
He shouldn’t rile her up more. He should put a lid on this situation, say whatever it was that would make her relax. But she’d hugged him, she’d rubbed his feet, and then she’d kissed him back... She was so insistent on taking care of everyone, it was kind of nice to see that she had an unreasonable side.
Donning his best flirting smile, he popped his brows up a couple times. “Are you asking me out, Ellory?”
“You’re not listening! I can’t date you. I have a resolution!”
“You have a resolution, and I’m jeopardizing it by having a cause—which I really don’t think I have.”
“Yes, you do. And,
yes
. That’s... Well, no...” She took a breath, her mouth screwing up in a way he was probably not supposed to find cute. “Having a cause is my type, but that’s not the only part of my type.” A few seconds passed as she looked to the side, brows pulled together, thinking, thinking... “Never mind. It’s just that you’re very good looking, and you smell like sex and chocolate...and Sunday morning. And now you have a mission to help others. For a second all that messed up my brain.”
He could sympathize—his brain felt equally scrambled. The difference was, he liked it. And he
really
shouldn’t. Also, her description of his scent was probably the most outlandish and
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