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the flowers snaking up her arm.
    “Come here.” His voice was rough gravel under a boot. He tugged, and she came against him, shuddering. He wrapped her tight against his chest and buried his nose in her hair as he’d wanted to since the moment he spotted her.
    She crowded against him, sweet, fragrant woman with actions that made no sense to him. Goddammit, someone had flipped the turbo switch on his heart rate.
    “You didn’t fight until you knew it was me. Why?”
    She didn’t reply, only remained like stone in his hold. A goddess statue that needed brought to life. He was going to fucking find out what was going on with her no matter what. Everything about Delta was off.
    Using his knuckles under her chin, he raised her head to look at him. It was so dark, her features were a blur, but her eyes glittered. “Why?”
    “I knew you wouldn’t hurt me.”
    Fucking hell. I knew it.
    Heart in his throat, he threaded his hands under her hair, spreading the silky strands over his knuckles. “You have the most beautiful hair.”
    She started. Then she leaned into his touch.
    “I’m kissing you.”
    She nodded a split second before he claimed her mouth.
    Ripe lips crushed under his, he gathered her onto his lap and molded her to his body. She sighed, and he took immediate advantage as she parted her lips. He drove his tongue inside, learning her flavors, head spinning.
    His cock throbbed, trapped in his jeans and with her lush ass a few fabric layers away. When she didn’t pull free of his arms, he took that as a sign she wasn’t opposed to his arousal.
    He angled his head and kissed her deeper. Mouth, sky, heart, taste. His thoughts fragmented for long minutes as he took what he wanted.
    When he slowed the kiss, Delta took over.
    She cupped his jaw and poked her tongue inside his mouth.
    With a growl, he flipped her onto the roof, cushioning the thump she might have made. She wrapped her thighs around him, holding his cock right at the V of her legs. Need slammed him.
    She rocked upward, and he about lost it. Clenching his teeth to keep from coming in his jeans like a teenager, he withdrew to look at her. He braced his weight on his elbows and wished he could see her better.
    “What are you doing here?” Her chest rose and fell against his, her breasts soft and so womanly he wanted to bury his face between them and sleep.
    “You know why I’m here.”
    “How did you get in?”
    “I have my ways.”
    She searched his eyes then pulled him back down, ripping off his thug hat. Fingers tangled in his hair, she kissed the hell out of him. Wild, rough kisses that ignited him.
    He fitted himself between those lush thighs he’d dreamed of. Testing, he thrust his hips slowly down and in a hooking motion, hoping his swollen cock head chafed over her clit.
    Primitive noises left her, which he captured with a kiss. He flipped his tongue over hers, trying to deny the fact that he was shaken.
    No, shaking .
    He jerked against her. “I fucking want you.”
    She moaned, eyes wide, lips wet from his kisses. “I dreamed of you.”
    “Jesus, woman.” He claimed her mouth again, rolling her atop him to give her control since he couldn’t trust himself. She ground down on him, and damn if he couldn’t feel the wet heat through her jean shorts and his jeans.
    When he did what he’d been longing to do for days—wrapped her hair in his fist—she bucked. They moved together, making out like teenagers who’d sneaked out of the house. Hell, he felt like one. While he didn’t want it to end, he needed to feel her scorching heat around his cock.
    “Drake, you can’t be here. If they find you, they’ll kill you.”
    “I’m aware. But you know what they say about me?”
    Her hair fell around them, shutting out the night and the rest of the world. She shook her head.
    If he lived to be a thousand, he’d remember the silkiness of her hair against his cheek. His throat tightened. “They say I have nine