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Danny’s heated gaze raked my body, lingering on my hips and thighs before returning to my face. He smiled, a devastatingly sexy grin that almost made me forget how irritated I was about the way he had behaved. “Macy.”

“Danny.” I pushed the door closed right in his face and quickly hopped into the black bike shorts. Until he apologized and I accepted, that glimpse of my undies was all he was getting.

His incredulous face greeted me when I opened the door again. “Really?”

I shrugged. “I didn’t come to the door half-dressed for you. I thought you were Janie.”

“May I come inside?” He gazed down at me, quietly pleading. “Please, Macy.”

“Fine. Come in.” I stepped aside and let him into the house. He walked by me, so close I could feel heat radiating from him. I ignored the seductive pull of his scent and closed the door behind him. Keeping my distance, I asked, “Well?”

He wasn’t fazed by my rudeness. Calmly, he said, “I was wrong, and I’m sorry.”

I waited for him to make an excuse for his behavior. It was what my dad always did. Excuses, excuses, excuses. When Danny said nothing, I asked, “Is that it?”

“That’s it. I was wrong, and I’m going to do better.”

I had been expecting a heated argument so hearing Danny admit his mistake had taken the wind out of my sails. Hearing my dad argue with my mother and then with Janie was all I had ever known. Big, ugly, mean fights. Excuses. Love bombing. Another honeymoon phase. A new big, ugly mean fight and the cycle started anew.

But that wasn’t happening with Danny. He didn’t want to fight with me anymore than I wanted to fight with him. He wanted to make things right, and I was going to let him.

“You hurt my feelings, Danny.”

He looked pained. “I know I did.”

“I was scared and upset. You came to my rescue and then yelled at me. Like it was my fault!”

“I acted like an idiot.”

“You did.” I exhaled roughly. “I don’t want drama and stress and meanness from my boyfriend. I want a friend. I want someone I can trust, someone I can rely on to be there. I want someone who will listen and be patient and kind.”

“I want to be those things for you,” Danny said, taking a tentative step forward. “I want to protect you and love you and be the man you count on when things are difficult. I’m not perfect, Macy. I’m a criminal.” He let that hang in the air for a moment. “I’ve done bad things, and I’ll probably do worse. Even if I get some distance from Houston, I will all always bein. Do you understand?”

“Yes. You’re mafia. There’s no getting out.” It was a heavy thing to acknowledge. “I know that.”

“I know you do, but you’re young. You’re just starting out in life. What you can tolerate now as Macy the college student may not be what you can tolerate when you’re Macy the doctor.”

“Maybe,” I agreed reluctantly, “but we’re not living in the future. We’re living right now, and right now, I want you.”

My statement left the air between us sizzling with tension. He took another step toward me and then another and another. He wrapped both arms around me as I rushed into his embrace and rose on tiptoes to kiss him. There was so much passion and heat. I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

We were both panting as we exchanged increasingly sloppy kisses. When he lifted me off the ground, I went willingly, wrapping my legs around his waist. I knew what was going to happen. I knew exactly where he was taking me. I couldn’t wait to get naked beneath him, our bodies joined together as we chased the high of an orgasm.

He kicked the door closed before carrying me to the bed and setting me down carefully. I didn’t give him a chance for second thoughts. I grabbed a handful of his shirt and tugged it up his body. He laughed and lifted his arms, letting me drag it right off him. He bent down and captured my mouth in another punishing kiss. I fumbled with his belt buckle while he shoved my shorts and underwear down my hips toward my thighs.

It was a wild, frenzied dance of lust as we undressed. Eventually, we managed to both get naked and dropped onto the bed together. In the back of my mind, I could hear Janie warning me not to be stupid. Through the haze of need, I asked, “Do you have a condom?”

“You bet I fucking do.” He kissed the tip of my nose before moving away just long enough to find his wallet on the floor. “I figured it wouldn’t hurt to be prepared, just in case.”

“Thank God,” I said and urgently reached for him. “Come back.”

Danny laughed and crawled back over me. He was in control for now, covering my body with his and using his mouth to make me gasp. The way he sucked on my neck made my toes curl. I arched up underneath him, letting my legs fall open as his hand slid along my thigh. Throbbing and needy, I could feel the slick wetness dripping out of me.

“Fuck you get so wet,” Danny groaned, dragging his fingers between my labia. “I have to know.”

“Know what?” I asked, panting like I had been running a marathon.

“How you taste,” he said, giving me only a moment’s warning before he kissed his way down my belly. He roughly pushed my legs wide open, gripping the backs of my thighs and holding me right where he wanted me. His mouth descended, and I cried out in shock at the wicked kiss he planted right on my clitoris.

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