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“We’re meant to be, gorgeous, and I’m going to prove it to you,” I whisper, and she blinks.

I can tell she doesn’t know how to react to me coming at her head-on. I’m throwing her off her game, and I can feel it in my gut that things are about to change between us for the better. This is my chance to finally make her mine.

“How?” she asks quietly, and I grin, relief flooding through me.

She wants this. I can feel it. She just needs me to take control.

“We’re going on a date,” I inform her, and she gapes at me. “I’m going to show you what being my woman is all about, and in the end, you’ll want to stay with me.”

I can’t take it any longer. She’s so close, her warm breath fanning over my face as we stare at each other, and my self-control breaks.

I close the distance between us and seal my mouth with hers. She’s caught off guard and she doesn’t react right away. She remains frozen beneath me for a few seconds, and I wonder if I read things wrong. Maybe she doesn’t feel this yet. Maybe I rushed her.

Then she moves.

Her hands flex underneath mine, and she kisses me back. It’s tentative, untrained, and I know then that I’m the first man who’s ever kissed her. That thought only makes me harder.

She shifts underneath me, her center rubbing against the ridge in my jeans, and she moans at the friction. She gasps as my teeth sink into her full bottom lip, and I take the opening, slipping my tongue into her mouth and tasting her for the first time. I only meant to give her a quick kiss, but once my lips met hers, I couldn’t pull away.

She moans as my tongue tangles with hers, and my cock hardens in my jeans at the sound. I want to hear her make that sound again while my dick is buried ten inches inside of her.

She tastes like clementines, and I love it. She’s always eating them, and I picture her sucking on my cock instead of them.

Her tongue touches mine, and I’m so close to coming. I need to stop this before I embarrass myself. I press one more kiss against her lips before I force myself to pull back. I climb to my feet, grabbing her wrist and dragging her to her feet too. She sways on her feet, blinking like she just came out of a daze, and I lean down, swooping her up into my arms and carrying her out to the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” She asks, sounding unbalanced.

“We’re having our first date,” I tell her. “I’m going to cook for you.”

“Normally, people ask the other person out on a date,” she says drily, starting to get back to her normal sassy attitude.

“Gorgeous, there’s nothing normal about what I feel for you. This isn’t some mild attraction or crush. This, what I feel for you, it’s all-consuming, and I’m not giving you the option to say no to me anymore. I’m sick of waiting for you to admit that you want me too so I’m taking over now.”

I set her down on the kitchen counter, and she stares at me with wide blue eyes. I can’t resist dropping one last kiss on her lips before I turn to the fridge and get to work wooing my woman.

FOUR

Grier

I haveno idea what’s going on. Hunter has always been kind of bossy, but whenever I’ve pushed back, he’s stopped and given me space.

That isn’t happening here.

Whenever I try to snap at him, he just kisses me or smiles like I’m adorable and then goes right back to taking charge of the situation.

I’m not sure how to navigate this new territory.

I watch him cook for us in a sort of daze. I’ve never been this turned on before.

Should I try to leave? It’s a few miles back to my apartment, and it’s pretty cold out. Besides, I’m sure he would catch me before I made it to the end of the driveway.

I glance at the front door, and he laughs.

“Don’t even think about it, gorgeous,” he warns, and I glare at him.

I shift on the counter as I take in his strong back. He’s stirring some kind of stir fry, and I study him. His dark brown hair is mussed slightly, and I wonder if it’s from my hands. I don’t think I touched his hair when we were kissing earlier, but I was too lost in his kisses to pay much mind to that.

My core clenches as I remember his weight on top of me, and I swallow hard. Maybe that’s all this is for him. Maybe he just wants to get laid. It is a small town, after all, and I’m sure he doesn’t have many choices of company.

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