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didn't join him. Then it dawned on him. He jumped down and stood in front of her. “May I?”
    She nodded and closed her eyes as he took hold of her waist to lift her up. But he didn't lift her. He pulled her against him. She opened her eyes and looked up at him in time to see his lips before they landed on hers. Her hands clung to his strong arms, and she kissed him back. It was only a peck, no tongue invasion, or teeth clashing, but good grief! Promises, promises was the only way to describe it! He lifted his head, but still didn't let her go. He was holding her close against him, and that conversation their bodies had started last night was a lot more intense this morning. Heat was rushing through her, and it seemed to start and end at the place where the part of him that had the most to say was pressing into her. She reached her arms up around his neck, deliberately pushing her breasts against his chest. Every part of her was pressed against him as she smiled up at him, and it felt sooo good.
    He held her even closer and looked down into her eyes. “I need to lift you up there now, before I have to have you for breakfast, little one.” He pulled her hips against his, making a little gasp escape from her lips, before he swung her up onto the tailgate and got up himself to sit beside her.
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    S o much for taking it slow! It was all Michael could do to stop himself from laying her down in the bed of the truck right now. She was hiding herself in the same outfit of sweatshirt and jeans again and he was getting desperate now to get her out of them. He wanted to get to know the tantalizing figure underneath.
    He handed her a coffee and smiled. “There's cream and sugar in the bag if you want them.”
    She shook her head. “No thanks,” She wasn't saying much, but her smile reassured him that she was happy to see him.
    “So what kind of sandwich do you want? They're only the to-go ones from the bakery. I got bacon, egg and cheese; sausage, egg and cheese; steak, egg and cheese; and just egg and cheese.”
    Her laugh sounded so good. “You got four different sandwiches, and you already had breakfast?”
    He shrugged and hung his head, then smiled out at her from under lowered lashes. “I met the guys for breakfast, but I didn't eat yet.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because two minutes after the food came out, I spotted you. I ran to the bakery to get the sandwiches and drove over here like a bat out of hell!”
    Her cheeks were pink, but her smile was huge. “Really?”
    “Yes, really!”
    “Why?”
    She was as bad as Ethan, with having to know the why of everything. This one was an easy answer though.
    “Because I couldn't wait to see you again, that's why!”
    She peeked up at him. He loved the way she did that, as though she thought he wouldn't notice and she could figure him out while he wasn't looking. She didn't seem to understand that he couldn't take his eyes off her.
    He shrugged and smiled. “So what kind of sandwich do you want? They're still hot.”
    “I'll take the sausage.”
    He laughed out loud, even as the pressure in his pants grew more uncomfortable. That naughty, guilty little smile was working its crazy on him. He shook his head at her. “You shouldn't say it if you don't mean it.”
    Her mouth formed a perfect little ‘oh’, making him squirm on the tailgate and squeeze his knees together. He realized she was uncomfortable and put a hand on her shoulder. “Sorry, darl', but you've got to know what you’re doing to me? You've driving me nuts!”
    “How? What am I doing?”
    He laughed. “You are so incredibly sexy, and you genuinely don't know it. You're hiding your hot little self somewhere under all those clothes—and you keep talking about wanting my sausage!”
    “I am not sexy! I don't even like sex.”
    “That's because you've never had sex....”
    “Don't be ridiculous! Of course I have. I'm twenty-eight years old!”
    He couldn't help grinning as he held his hand up. “You didn't