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Maybe it didn’t matter what the man thought.
They were two people who needed time to stand still for one night.
No matter how good a kisser he was, Landon Paige was not the man for her.
Nope. No way. No how.
She’d have to block out the echoes of the silly girl who’d once dreamed of the kind of true love found in the lyrics of her favorite pop songs.
Heartthrob Warfare, I’m fighting for your love.
Heartthrob Warfare, it’s a battle for your touch.
Heartthrob Warfare, I need you oh so much.
Damn the lyrics that had been with her since she was an awkward teen.
Damn the dreams of that trusting girl who’d grown up and allowed a sleazebag of a musician to steal from her and break her heart.
Tonight was about one thing and one thing only—and it had nothing to do with love.
Tonight, she’d push every limit and lose control.
She schooled her features and held Landon’s gaze, praying he couldn’t see the naked fear behind the tough girl act.
Don’t let him see the real Harper Presley.
“What do you want to forget, Harper?” Landon repeated, his voice a smooth ribbon of sound.
She ran her hands down his chest, then continued the descent, tracing the defined ridges of his abdominal muscles. “I want you to make me forget everything. And I dare you to do it with this,” she added and palmed his hard length through his jeans.
And hello, Mr. Pop Star Giant Disco Stick.
Focus! Harness the snarky bitch within.
“I’m talking about no strings attached sex. You’ve got my panties in your pocket. Don’t you think it’s time you finished the job? It appears you’re up to the task.”
Yeah, and then some.
“That’s the dare?” he asked, his voice a thick rasp.
“That’s the dare,” she replied, working him in slow, smooth strokes.
A muscle ticked in his jaw. “Are you sure you know what you’re asking for?”
This was beyond reckless. But she couldn’t stop.
“I know exactly what I want. Nothing counts tonight. Nothing is real. We’ll go back to Denver, and it’ll be like this night never happened. Safety check. I’ve been tested. I’m clean.”
“Me too.”
“And I’m on the pill. Tonight, we’re two consenting adults with nothing stopping us.”
He watched her closely, but she couldn’t read him.
Was he about to reject her?
“I need this,” she whispered, unable to hide the raw ache in her voice.
