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yogurt and headed to our cars.
    An odd presence seemed to follow us as we walked. The hairs on the back of my neck stood at attention. I had a strange feeling I couldn’t identify. It had to be the fact that I’d run into Randy earlier that night. That had to be the strange feeling that stuck with me.
    Our date was at its natural end, but it was clear that neither of us really wanted it to be over. I supposed I could invite him to my place. But I wasn’t ready for everything that inviting a man to my place promised. I was still leery about starting something, let alone starting something potentially serious.
    We stood outside my car. I was wondering if he was going to kiss me. I wanted him to.
    He moved in close to me. Our eyes locked together. My back was pressed up against the driver’s side door of my Porsche. It was reminiscent of when he moved in toward me when we’d left the store earlier that night, but this time I didn’t stop him.
    He was a whisper away from me. His eyes flicked from mine down to my lips, and then back up to my eyes.
    He smelled fresh, like springtime in a grassy field after a heavy rain. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. It wasn’t because of nerves. I wanted to memorize his scent. It was some sort of masculine cologne that fit him perfectly. He threw me off balance, but he had spent the entire night making me feel comfortable.
    I waited for his lips to connect with mine, wanting it with every fiber inside of me.
    And then I felt his lips on my neck, the scruff from his unshaven chin prickling against my sensitive, heated flesh.
    A soft sigh escaped my lips as I leaned my head back to give him better access to my neck. I could stand there all day if it meant his lips were on my body. Anywhere.
    I really fucking wanted him to kiss me. If I was being honest, I wanted much more than his kiss.
    But the little sneaking suspicion I felt around every single person who came into my life told me that I had to play it smart. I couldn’t let him take advantage of me because of who I was—or, rather, who my father was.
    I had to make sure that he had the right intentions where I was concerned. My biggest fear was that he only wanted me because of who I was born to.
    I’d seen what happened to Katie, and Chad hadn’t even been a musician. He’d just been a guy who wanted more than life gave him.
    Parker pushed his hips into me. Hard. The rocking snapped me out of my thoughts and brought me back to the present.
    I could feel the heat from his body, the craving he had for me evident as his hard cock nearly burst through the zipper of his black jeans.
    I gasped as he pushed toward me once more, his teeth biting softly into the flesh at the base of my neck.
    “Fuck, Jimi,” he muttered, and then he backed away from me, his eyes flashing. I couldn’t tell if he was angry or horny, but his eyes held some combination of both.
    We were in a standoff, his eyes locked on mine.
    A cold chill crept its way through me. I turned away, opening my car door.
    He pulled on my elbow. “When can I see you again?”
    I shrugged. “I’ll be around. You know where to find me.”
    I got into my car before he could stop me, before he could actually kiss me.
    Because based on how it felt when his lips were on my neck, I knew his mouth on mine would kill me. End me.
    Ruin me.

twelve
     
    I picked at my muffin. The store was empty. Even the café seemed emptier than usual. We typically at least got a little rush at lunch time to break up the afternoon lull, but it was a little after noon and I sat alone on my lunch break.
    I wasn’t hungry. I couldn’t stop thinking about the non-kiss outside my car the night before. I couldn’t figure out why Parker hadn’t tried a little harder to kiss me. His lips were on my neck. He’d only been a few inches away from my lips.
    I was obsessing over it. It was stupid to feel rejected. Clearly he wanted me. Clearly he saw it going somewhere. He’d asked when he could see