Kiss Me at Midnight (Entangled Flaunt)
naked.”
    He grinned. “Oh, but I wished I had. Believe me.”
    “You should have gotten the nerve to kiss me. I would’ve kissed you back.” She shrugged. “I might have even let you get to second base, if you were a good enough kisser.”
    “Back then?” He rolled his eyes. “Doubtful. But then again, I didn’t turn men gay with my dead fish lips, either.”
    She gasped and punched his arm. “I knew I shouldn’t have told you that, you brat. I’ll kick your ass for that one.”
    “All right, all right.” He laughed and backed away from her, his arms in the air. “That was a low blow, even for me. I’ll allow one punch, but no more.”
    She crossed her arms and tapped her foot. “One more, to the gut. You owe me that.”
    “I already let you hit me once.”
    She took a step closer and punched her hand. “It wasn’t enough. I need a good shot.”
    “It’s not my fault you totally blew your shot,” he said, his brow up. He took a big step back. “I shouldn’t be punished because you forgot how to punch me properly.”
    “That’s it.”
    She lunged forward, trying to grab him, but he ended up swinging her into his arms and over his shoulder. She hadn’t even seen him move, he’d been that fast.
    “Now who’s lost her touch?” he taunted, slapping her ass with an open palm. “I might suck at bowling, but I obviously win at this.”
    She squeezed her thighs together. That slap…ugh. It did bad things to her control.
    “Fine. You win.” He fondled her butt one more time, then slowly lowered her to her feet, letting her body slide over his the whole way. When she was on solid ground, she smiled up at him. “But you forgot one thing.”
    “Oh?” He cocked a brow. “What would that be?”
    She sucker punched him, laughing when he doubled over. It hadn’t been a hard hit, but he’d always been overly dramatic when it came to stuff like this. “It’s not over till someone gets hurt.”
    He leaned against the wall of Grotto’s, clutching his stomach. “Well, then, I think we’re good.”
    “Oh, stop being such a baby,” she said, grinning. “Want me to kiss it with my dead fish lips and make it better?”
    He peeked out of one eye. “That might help me.”
    She crept closer, running her hands up his chest. “Hmm. Let’s see.”
    She kissed his shoulder, then the spot directly over his nipple. When she ran her hands over his abs, caressing him under his sweater, he hissed and dropped his head back against the wall. “Shit, that feels good.”
    “I know.” She pressed her body against his, rising up on tiptoe. “Believe me, I know.”
    She kissed him, wrapping her arms behind his neck and pulling him down lower. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her so gently she almost couldn’t feel it, and slanted his head to deepen the kiss.
    By the time she pulled back, she had forgotten they were outside on the boardwalk in the first place. It wasn’t until a gust of wind whipped her hair that she realized how cold it was getting. She stepped back and wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. “You ready to head back to the truck? I’m freezing out here.”
    “Sure thing.” He grinned and grabbed her hand, leading her back the way they’d come. “Know what? You’d like California.”
    She glanced up at him, her heart skipping a beat. “What?”
    “You’d love it, I’m telling you. It’s warm and sunny almost every single day. And even though there’s no boardwalk where I live, I walk by the ocean every night before it gets dark. And when the sun sets over the Pacific? It’s breathtaking. All the colors and hues over the blue water…”
    “It sounds amazing.” She smiled, picturing him walking along the water, the waves crashing at his feet. “Is the water warm?”
    “Hell no. It’s cold as fuck.”
    A surprised laugh escaped her. “But it’s always warm there. That doesn’t make any sense.”
    “The water comes down from Alaska.” He traced a circle over

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