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was Reese , and he didn’t want to stop with just one kiss. Their tongues moved with familiar passion and longing so thick it threatened to pull him over the edge.
    But just as quickly as she’d deepened their kiss, now she was pulling away with the same speed. “You kissed me!” She covered her mouth with a trembling hand, her eyes wide with surprise.
    Desperate to kiss her again, Trent couldn’t stop the truth from pouring out. “Maybe I should be sorry I kissed you, but I’m not. How can I be when you’re the only woman I’ve ever wanted to kiss like that?”
    “Trent. I’m not sure…I don’t think…” She shifted her knees away, her hand still touching her lips.
    He knew how conflicted she was, could hear it loud and clear in the tone of her voice. But the way she’d kissed him, how greedily she’d claimed his mouth and held him so tightly, told him that she wasn’t completely over him.
    And that gave him hope. More hope than he’d had in ten years. All he wanted was to pull her into his arms and love the conflict in her eyes away, but he knew he should give her time to think.
    “You don’t need to figure this out tonight, Reese.” He put his fingertips beneath her chin and gently tilted her face up to his so that he could look into her eyes. “But I need you to know something.”
    “What do you need me to know?” Her words were barely above a whisper, almost as if she’d been trying to get herself to keep from asking the question.
    “I never broke our promise.”
    * * *
    OUR PROMISE .
    The words they’d spoken to each other a decade ago rang in her ears as if they’d just vowed them. I promise to always love you. Forever. She could see the truth of Trent’s confession in his dark eyes and hear it in the tone of his voice. Reese knew each of Trent’s tones by heart—serious, professional, playful, loving, sensual—and now they were all rushing back at once. His touch had melted the tenuous wall she’d worked so hard to erect around herself for their meeting.
    “I should go.” Because if I sit here any longer, I’ll kiss you again .
    She saw the disappointment in his eyes that she hadn’t reacted to his confession, but she was too flustered to even try to respond. She wanted to kiss him and to yell at him all at once. Ten years was a long time, and now they’d just crossed a line that not only made it hard for her to see where the past ended and where the present began, but even harder to process and remember the reasons she shouldn’t kiss him.
    She rose to her feet and he also stood, automatically placing a hand on her lower back like he’d done so many times before. One tiny movement was all it would take to turn in to his arms, go up on her toes, and kiss him again.
    One more delicious kiss.
    Just one.
    Her knees were already wobbling and her heart was racing when she finally remembered—she couldn’t do this. She couldn’t just jump into a relationship with Trent the way she had when she was nineteen. She wasn’t a girl anymore. She was a woman who needed to know where she stood with her own emotions.
    The lure to go further with him was too strong. The desire to allow his strong arms to hold her, to feel his heart beating against hers, to hear his seductive whispers in her ear, was too enticing. She had to get away before she pulled him down by his shirt and ravaged that incredible mouth of his. Again.
    Reese picked up her purse and scrambled to gather the papers in her arms as she valiantly fought the urge to give into her desires. She took a step away, torn between running out the door and running into his arms.
    “I…Um…Thanks, Trent. I’ll—”
    He smiled that easy smile that made her pulse quicken. “I’m really glad we’re working together on this, Reese.”
    “Okay,” she said too breathlessly as she took a step toward the door.
    “Good night.”
    Oh God, that voice…
    A nod was all she could manage, before she hurried from the room and toward the exit.