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he’d intended to push her away, but
instead he put his hand to her bare arm and moved closer. Only the faintest whisper
of air separated him as she tilted her head to gaze up at him.
    “I find myself interested in
you,” she said so quietly it took him a few heartbeats to absorb the words.
    Words that rioted through
him. Words that rocked him to the core. This bold, wonderful woman was
interested in him. Was it possible that while he had been fantasising about her,
she had been doing the same? But why? He had done nothing but be grumpy and
angry with her. He bitterly regretted he hadn’t treated her as she deserved—like
a princess. No, a goddess.
    “Are you...” He found his
mouth was dry. He coughed. “Do you...?” The words refused to come.
    A tiny smile graced her
lips. “I want to kiss you.”
    One could have knocked him
over with a feather. It was exactly what he was trying to voice. How did she
know that? But she wanted to kiss him. Not receive his kiss. Not be kissed.
Lila Radley wanted to kiss him, of all people. And he wanted to let her. More
than anything.
    He nodded stiffly. How could
he find the words to tell her how much he wanted that? She would surely think
him crazed if he continued to spout his stilted words of how he had wanted her
kiss from the first moment he saw her. Ash’s pulse began to quicken. He slipped
his other hand around her waist and pressed it lightly to her back. He hoped it
was enough encouragement.
    Lila lifted up slightly and
tilted her head. “I have not kissed many men,” she whispered.
    He would rather she had not
kissed any at all, but he would not say as much. Ash wouldn’t ruin this moment
for the world. Instead, he remained quiet and drew in the scent of her and the
feel of her breath on his jaw.
    Soft lips brushed his. His
eyes remained open, as did hers. Heat rose within him but there was more than
that. The brief brush of her lips summoned something else. Some emotional
response. He didn’t know whether to flee or stay and fight.
    But, at the end of the day,
Ash knew he’d fight for this woman. Not to keep her for himself, but to keep
her alive, happy, safe. The likelihood was he wasn’t the man to keep her happy,
but he could keep her safe and alive.
    However, that did not matter
at present. Not when she was looping her hands around his neck and closing her
eyes. He took a moment to savour the image of her lashes across her cheeks, the
look of pure innocence, before deepening the kiss. He pressed harder, and she
gasped. The warmth of alcohol registered. She’d been drinking—the reason for
her boldness, probably.
    It was like a punch to the
gut. She didn’t really want to kiss him. Here he was spouting what was far too
close to poetic words in his mind, and she was likely a little addled from
drink.
    “Lila,” he murmured against
her lips as she held him tight.
    “Shhh, you’re spoiling it.”
    Hell, he did not wish to
spoil it. He wished to kiss her forever and ever. From the moment he laid eyes
on her, he’d wanted to. Lila Radley knocked the sense from him from the very
beginning. He couldn’t let go.
    With a light growl, he
clamped her tight against him. Her mouth opened in another gasp, and he used
the chance to dart his tongue in. A tiny sound of surprise escaped her, and he
relished it. He tasted her again and this time her tongue met his. She drew
back to suck in a breath.
    “I like that.”
    “Shhh, you’re spoiling it,”
he mocked.
    Lila narrowed her gaze at
him then laughed. Then she kissed him again. Dear God, he was a fool. But this
fool was kissing Lila Radley, and he wouldn’t break away for the world. Not
even the skies falling on top of him could stop him from--
    “Ash,” Harris called.
    “Shit.” The word came out
unbidden as Lila broke away from him.
    Her eyes widened at his
coarse language. He went to apologise, but his brother called his name again.
With a huff of annoyance, he released Lila and turned to see his