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up at him. “I told you nothing happened.”
    That panty-dampening smirk curved his lips. “So you say.”
    “Whatever.” She struggled with the tie iron again, her hips jerking with the movement.
    “Hell, Annessa.” Casey grabbed her hands and the wrench, pulled her to stand, and braced her back against the car. “Do not bend over again.”
    “How else am I supposed to change the tire?”
    “You’re not.”
    “Okay Mr. Cool, then what do you suggest?”
    Casey dropped the wrench and then caged her with his arms. “I suggest you stop shaking that sexy little ass at me.”
    Her eyes widened and she swallowed, not able to resist issuing a challenge. “Or else?”
    “Or else I’ll pin you against the trunk of this car, mold your ass to my groin, and make you scream while I take you hard and fast.”
    “Oh.”
    “Yeah, oh.”
    The utterly hungry look in his deep, dark eyes rendered her tongue-tied for once in her life. “I didn’t think – I mean, uh—”
    “Don’t think.” He lowered his head and placed his lips to hers in an amazingly gentle kiss. His mouth devoured hers while he deepened his possession, his tongue easing her lips apart then sliding into her mouth to tangle with hers.
    She whimpered and wrapped her hands around his neck to pull him flush against her. His hands found her hips. Another desperate moan left her throat when she rubbed against the bulge between his legs.
    Her heart thumped so hard she worked overtime to pull air through her lungs. Finally, ah God, finally . Casey kissed her the way she dreamed. Just short of forever.
    When he finally lifted his lips, Annessa wasn’t quite sure she knew exactly where she was. All she knew for sure was that he tasted like pure desire and she wanted all he had to offer.
    He tucked a piece of wayward hair behind her ear. “You’ll be the death of me, Annessa Dupree.”
    “Why?” she whispered.
    “You’re pure sin.”
    “No. Why did you kiss me?”
    “You didn’t want me to?”
    “I asked once, Casey. You denied me.”
    “That was seven years ago.” He smoothed a thumb across her lips. “I kissed you because I wanted to. I needed to.”
    The devil perched on one shoulder urged her to leave him hungry. The angel on the other, though, told her to follow her heart. “Do it again.”
    He released a growl deep in his throat and pressed his lips to hers a second time. Again, her heart beat a jungle rhythm and she fought to control her breathing. Her hands roamed the width of his shoulders, then down his chest to his stomach. Her palms met the tight muscles there and scoured the surface, absently grazing his groin in the process. Oh, my. What a discovery .
    Casey ended the kiss and stepped back from her touch. “Dangerous move, sweetheart.”
    “Sorry, I didn’t stop to think about who might see.”
    He chuckled. “Honey, anyone who travels this road would wave and keep on going.”
    She tilted her head to one side and considered his request.
    Casey bent to grab the tire iron. “I refuse to take you on the back of a car on a public road in at least ninety degree weather. You’d pass out from the heat between us.”
    She giggled. “Gotta love summer in Seaside.”
    When he straightened, she stepped closer to him and moved her gaze down his body to his very apparent reaction. “Are you hot and bothered, Sheriff McIntyre?”
    “Hell yeah.” He groaned as he grasped her shoulders and set her back from him. “Behave, Annessa. Let me change this tire.”
    He squatted and began to wrestle the nuts loose from the wheel.
    “Were you following me?”
    “No. Vanessa told me you had an appointment in Mourning Dove Harbor. I was on my way to take you to lunch.”
    “I was supposed to meet my sister.”
    “Dane changed her plans.”
    “Dane? Or you?”
    She noticed he didn’t answer as he straightened and held out his palm. “Keys.”
    She handed him the keys and watched him toss the tire into the truck and exchange it for the spare with