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the moment was occurring in slow motion, her breathing loud and echoing in her own ears, his expression sexy and feral.
    When his lips finally touched hers, she sighed into the kiss, opening her mouth fully for him. They moved together, the touch more raw than tender, more hot than sweet. His hands caressed across her thighs and Eve slipped her tongue in to tangle with his. She wasn’t sure when she had done it, but at some point, her hand had lifted to his head, and she buried her fingers in his hair.
    A deep wet ache throbbed inside her core and she was contemplating doing him behind the beer booth when he broke the kiss and stepped back.
    His lips were shiny, his breathing ragged.
    His erection huge.
    Then he held her phone up in the air, swinging it back and forth. “I can play dirty pool, too, precious.”
    That took some balls of steel. Instead of being angry, Eve was impressed, the corner of her mouth turning up.
    And for the first time ever, she thought it was possible she just might have met her match.

CHAPTER
    FOUR
    NOLAN was pleased to see Eve fighting back a smile. It had been a gamble, teasing with her. She might have gotten pissed that he’d stolen her phone while they were kissing and just left the fairgrounds altogether. But he’d wanted to tweak her back. She had punched him in the stomach, after all, and he was fairly certain that was the first time a girl other than one of his sisters had done that.
    “Nicely played, Ford. You did distract me.”
    He’d distracted himself. That kiss had been off the charts. Eve had a volcano of passion inside her, and he didn’t think it would take much for it to erupt. He definitely wanted to be the one around when it did.
    “It wasn’t easy. I almost forgot what I was doing when you started in with your tongue. We’ve got some chemistry between us, just like I suspected.”
    “Maybe. But you don’t taste like fudge ripple.”
    “No?” Nolan figured this was going to be good. “What do I taste like?”
    “Jackass.”
    Yep. That was good. He laughed. “I guess you’d know.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “It means I’m about to delete these pictures.” He hit the picture icon on her phone to bring up the shots.
    “You’re a sore loser.”
    “How am I a loser? I have the phone and I’m about to go collect my barbeque gift certificate. That sounds like a winner to me.” He scrolled through the pictures. They weren’t that awful actually. He only deleted the one where he was clutching the kitten and his eyes were closed. That one was awkward.
    “You’re no fun. I wasn’t going to post those online.”
    “You swear to it?”
    “Yes, I swear to it.”
    He gave her the phone back. “I only deleted one. The rest you can keep for your personal amusement when you want a good laugh at my expense.”
    Her jaw dropped. “You didn’t delete them all?” She took the phone and checked for herself.
    “No. I can be a good sport, and you gave your word you won’t show them to anyone else.” He wasn’t uptight and he could take a joke.
    “Oh. Wow.” She looked genuinely surprised, like she wasn’t used to people being reasonable. Which maybe she wasn’t. “You da man.”
    Which made him laugh. “Yeah, I’m the man about to pick up my prize.”
    They headed toward the booth the judge had directed him to. “So Eve, you know I can’t eat all that barbeque by myself. Would you care to join me for dinner sometime?” He liked spending time with her. She continued to intrigue him and he wanted to hang out with her.
    “Are you asking me on a date?”
    Apparently he needed to spell it out. “Yes.”
    “Do you really think it’s a good idea for us to date? It’s basically a conflict of interest. We work for the same company.”
    “I didn’t give it much thought.” He hadn’t. Sure, Rhett and Jim had said something to him, but he didn’t see why it mattered. They weren’t on the pit crew together. And he’d yet to end a relationship with a

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