This Game Called Life (Kingdom Book 4)

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much.”
    “Jake, I’m not
playing, you need to move!”
    “Good, because I’m
not playing either.” In his mind, he had never seen a woman who needed to be
kissed more than she. She hadn’t realized it, but he had already eased his body
away from hers moments before. She was now the one who was pressed up against
him.
    Shifting slowly
towards her, Jake moved his head until his lips hovered a hairsbreadth from
hers, and broke eye contact. He was so close to her, he could see every detail
of the freckle he had decided was his favorite, and he had many to choose from.
The one he had singled out was shaped almost like a heart, and it hovered right
at the corner of her mouth.
    As his lips moved
towards the object of his fascination, she followed, turning her head as though
tracking his every move. Unwilling to give up his goal, Jake’s lips touched her
exactly where he intended, and in the process, brushed his tongue against the
corner of her mouth.
    MacKenzie’s sudden
intake of breath sent a rush of awareness throughout his body and settled in
his groin. He knew he wanted her, but what was more important to him was that
she accepted that she felt the same way about him.
    “Three things,
MacKenzie,” Jake insisted as he again held her gaze.
    The depth of the
sigh that left her body had Jake smiling as its warmth brushed across his lips.
    “I like the way
you drive.”
    “Doesn’t count,
sorry.”
    “Whatever, number
two; I like your chin.”
    “That’s better.
What do you like about it?”
    “That it’s at the
bottom of your face,” Mackenzie said giving him a look that alluded to her questioning
his intelligence. “I mean it could have been placed someplace else and that would
have just made you even odder looking.”
    Even if he had
wanted to, Jake couldn’t help laughing. MacKenzie was completely outrageous.
“Okay, one more.”
    MacKenzie remained
perfectly still with all signs of laughter gone. The sudden shift of her
expression caused Jake to pay close attention.
    “I loved the way
you took care of Noelle and me after she was born.”
    Her words were the
last thing Jake had expected her to say, and they touched him, more than he
could have ever imagined. “Thank you for saying that, lovely, and it was my
pleasure.”
    Jake was surprised
to see the usually indomitable MacKenzie lower her eyes as thought suddenly
beset by shyness. In one motion, Jake lifted himself and MacKenzie into a
sitting position. With her on his lap, he continued to watch her even as she
refused to look at him. What she didn’t do however was attempt to pull away
from him. “Put your arms around my neck, MacKenzie.”
    “This is such a
bad idea, Jake.”
    “I don’t think it
is. As a matter of fact, some of the best concepts comes from what someone
thought was a bad idea. Try it, I know you like my manly neck, I already caught
you checking it out.”
    “You’re just full
of yourself, huh, Jacob!” MacKenzie threw out.
    “I know you’ve met
my brothers? I’m considered to be the quiet, thoughtful one.”
    “Then I’m glad I
got you!”
    At Jake’s chuckle,
MacKenzie closed her eyes, and her chin dropped to her chest. “I just said that
out loud, right?”
    “Yes, you did, and
I won’t allow you to take it back.” Seeing the blush that rose beneath her skin,
Jake knew if he didn’t act quickly, she would probably think of something to
say to ruin the moment.
    Placing a long
finger under her chin, he lifted her face until it was aligned with his own.
Then he waited for her to look at him. When she finally did, he took hold of
her unresisting arms and positioned them over his shoulders. Next, he placed
one hand against her cheek, and the other around her waist as he pulled her
close.
    From the moment
she had walked into the restaurant earlier in the evening; he had wanted to
kiss her. It was as though he had a memory that needed renewal for fear that it
would fade away. That what he remembered the first time he

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