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what to do with it. “Oddly enough, I do want to talk about my case with you. Hell, I want to share my whole day with you. Which is why I need to do this.” So quickly it surprised even him, he swooped onto the couch and lowered his mouth down to hers.
    Just one taste.
    He just wanted one little taste before his hunger got out of control. Before he started craving things he couldn’t truly have.
    Like a nice girl he had no business wanting.
    He stopped himself before his lips made contact though. Shut his eyes and took a steadying breath. And then backed away.
    Christ, that was close.
    Just when he’d gotten a handle on his roiling emotions, however, thought he could be the good guy for a change, he felt two gentle hands smooth over the sides of his face.
    And he was lost.
    Because then she was kissing him. Softly. Not at all like how he’d intended to kiss her. Not at all like he normally kissed, period.
    Yet it was the most memorable kiss he’d ever experienced.
    “Just because we can’t have sex doesn’t mean you can’t keep trying to convince me otherwise,” she whispered against his lips.
    Hot damn. Everything male in him lit up to all systems go. He blinked down at her smiling face, not sure whether to be amused or turned on. Past experience dictated the two were mutually exclusive emotions for him. Not so with Abby. “You’re that confident in your ability to resist me?”
    “Of course not. But resisting you and sticking to what I say I’m going to do are two completely different things.”
    “How do you figure?”
    “I could, and very likely may fail at the first, but there isn’t anything you could possibly do to make me fail at the second.”
    “Challenge accepted.” He’d never been good with folks telling him there was something he couldn’t do.
    She smiled. “I was simply stating a fact. But if you want to take it as a challenge, feel free. Just so you know, if you do, it becomes a two-way street.” So saying, she slid open those long curvy legs of hers and pulled him flush against her body. “Still up for the challenge?”
    Now, he wasn’t so sure. A second later, when she was kissing him again, he definitely wasn’t sure. The way she kissed. Hell. It wasn’t that she did some fancy new tongue trick or anything like that. It was just…nice. And outrageously arousing.
    “I better go pack,” she said, pulling away well before he was ready for the kiss to end. “I’ll see you in the morning, Connor. Thanks for having dinner with me tonight. It was fun for me, too.”
    Well, shoot. Looks like this was going to be a lot harder than he thought.

    “So this bad boy reputation of yours—did it start in your personal life and bleed over into the courtroom or vice versa?”
    Connor frowned as he helped Abby carry the last of her luggage up to his biggest guestroom, the only one that could accommodate the huge desk from his study.
    At first, when she’d arrived at his house with three gigantic suitcases, he’d been shocked and a bit disillusioned. She hadn’t seemed the type. But now that he saw them each flipped open and filled to the brim with books and folders, and stacks of Xeroxed sheets and scribbled notes, he realized the small duffle bag on her shoulder was the only thing not carrying her research.
    Now that seemed much more Abby. She really was cut from a different cloth.
    He belatedly considered the question she’d asked. “That depends on who’s doing the commenting about my reputation, I guess. Why?”
    “I just wanted to see how accurate I was. Seems you have an unofficial coalition who thinks your licentious ways are going to be your downfall at the firm. I argued it couldn’t possibly be, not with those very qualities being the ones that turned you into the kickass lawyer that’s probably bringing in more money than over half the lawyers in the firm. Combined.” She smirked at the memory. “I don’t think those women like me very much now.”
    He leaned against