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Air hissed through his teeth. I raised a hand and pressed it to his chest to keep him at a distance. He was way too close, and I already couldn’t breathe. Did I even have my inhaler in the car? It’d been a while since I’d needed it.

Griff nudged my chin upward to see better. His hand was rough on my skin. His touch left tingles on my flesh.

“That’s probably going to leave a bump.”

I glanced up at him, just as he lowered his face. Electricity crackled between us. Oh god, he was going to kiss me. Griff’s going to kiss me. Chapped lips from the cold and all, I puckered up and closed my eyes, giving myself a boost up on my toes. He was so much taller. I tightened my hand on his shirt, bunching the material up into my fist, and squeezed. My breath hitched in my throat, and nervous anticipation zinged through me.

I’m about to kiss Griff.

Seconds ticked by, and nothing but the frigid night air caressed my lips. Huh? I squinted one eye open and found Griff frowning at me. His lips, unlike mine, weren’t puckered up for the kiss I’d thought he was about to give me.

Mortified, I squeezed my eyes shut tight. How to get out of this?

I swooned.

What else was I supposed to do? I faked a swoon that should have put some distance between us, but he caught me. Again. A big, muscular arm slid around my back and kept me from hitting the ground.

“If you’re going to fake fainting.” Griff chuckled. “To make it work, you’ll have to release your death grip on my shirt first.”

Fig Newtons, he was right!

I blinked my eyes open. Griff’s stare trapped the nonsensical words that would have spilled from my lips. How could I have been wrong about the kiss? The energy between us… the way he was looking at me. Was it all one-sided?

“Oh!”

Hands planted on my hips, Griff swept me off my feet and plunked me down onto the hood of my car.

“What—”

He lowered his head, and this time his lips were on mine. At the last second, I pressed my lips shut. And stared at him. I couldn’t look away. Griff was kissing me.

“Open up, Scottie,” he murmured.

Hypnotized by his honeyed words, I parted my lips. Surely, he would retreat when he encountered my braces. But he took his time, keeping his tongue away from the metal and delving straight for mine. The tension eased out of my shoulders, and I grabbed his shirt and moaned into his mouth. My nipples tingled against my shirt. I wanted him to lay me down on the car and take me right there.

I clenched my ass and shifted my hand lower, grazing the bulge at the front of his jeans. Jumping Jerry Springer, that was because of me? I spread my legs open and urged him to come closer.

“Get a room already! Nobody needs to see that!”

At the angry tone, I flinched and jerked my head back.

“Ouch.” Griff stepped back and inspected his tongue, blooming red.

Horrified, I jumped down from the hood of the car. “Oh my god, I’m sorry.” I hopped from foot to foot, wanting to move closer to him to inspect how bad it was, but fear kept me back. What if he got mad? My gaze dropped to his hands. They were so big. They could really hurt me.

“I-I have to go.” I grabbed the door handle and yanked it, but it didn’t budge.

“Scottie, calm down. The door’s locked.”

“It’s getting late, and I really need to go. May I have the key, please?”

“Sure. Here you go.”

He extended his hand, and I hesitated. I didn’t want to touch him. Something was going on here, and it couldn’t happen. He was Jay’s father.

Oh, nutcracker! I’d made out with Jay’s father on my car.

The need to get away from him made touching him worth it. I pretended a zing didn’t race up my arm and that I hadn’t tasted his blood from where my braces had cut his tongue.

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