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I want him.

God, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone like this, with a sudden clawing desire. Hot, insistent. Pounding in my veins. Demanding—

“You think that’s his kid, or his science experiment clone?” Reeve whispers, his voice playful.

I gulp for air. I’m having a lustful meltdown over here, and he’s wondering about the poor intern out there searching boxes?

“Clone,” I mumble, trying to keep my voice steady. “Braithwaite seems like the kind of guy to have a lab in a basement somewhere.”

Reeve chuckles silently against me. His arms tighten around my waist with the movement, and God, I want to just burrow myself into his chest and never come up for air.

Aside from a brief moment to tear off all his clothes …

Down girl.

I inhale a ragged breath, trying to control the Molotov cocktail of desire pounding through me. “I can’t believe you nearly got me arrested,” I murmur softly. “You know how to show a girl a good time.”

“I had to think big for our second date,” Reeve replies, and damn, I feel a thrill.

“This isn’t a date,” I tell him – and myself.

He chuckles again, a soft burr in my ear. “We’re out, together, doing a fun activity. That’s a date.”

I snort with silent laughter. “Breaking and entering is fun to you?”

“You’re having a good time, aren’t you?” he counters, and I have to pause.

I am.

It might just be the mix of adrenaline and lust buzzing through me, but I can’t deny that this is the most excitement I’ve had since … the last time Reeve and I went on a madcap adventure together, on Halloween.

My chest glows, hot. After feeling like a dull, Xeroxed copy of myself since the divorce – hell, since a long time before that, living quietly in Jake’s shadow – I hadn’t even realized, but Reeve brings out a different side of me. Someone bold, and exciting, andsexy. A version of me I’d almost forgotten was buried in there, under all the practical planning and responsibility.

This man makes me feel alive.

I lift my face to his, and reach up, slowly wrapping my arms around his neck. Reeve’s eyes widen in surprise, shadowed in the dim light, but then his expression flashes with a lust as fierce as the force pounding in my own veins.Wanting him.

Still, he doesn’t move. Doesn’t close the distance between us. He waits for me. My choice.

And I take it.

I go up on my tiptoes, finding his lips with my own, and God, it’s like I’ve been waiting for this kiss forever, and not just the past two days. Reeve groans against me, gripping my waist tighter and pressing me up against the back of the wardrobe, his mouth ravenously meeting mine as heat blazes, a rush so strong I have to hold on for dear life as I kiss him, hard and breathless and dazzled there in the dark.

It’sspectacular.

My hands are in his hair, gripping at his shoulders, roving everywhere as his mouth undoes me. God, his tongue slides deep, tangling with mine as I arch closer, hungry, needing him like crazy. All the pent-up desire I’ve been holding back is just about ready to explode, and now I can’t get enough of him. The taste, the feel of his body, the hard nudge of his cock against my hip, and the way his hands are already sliding up under my sweater …

I’ll never get enough.

Reeve breaks the kiss, dragging burning kisses along my jaw and neck. “Fuck, Ivy,” he groans softly, and the sound spirals straight between my thighs. “Do you know how crazy I’ve been for you? I couldn’t sleep last night, imagining you…”

I stifle a moan as his teeth graze the curve of my collarbone. “Imagining what?” I gasp.

Reeve lifts his head, eyes glittering darkly in the dim light.

“This.”

His hands slide around, reaching under my sweater, cupping my breasts through the thin silk of my bra. He palms me, squeezing, exploring, closing his thumb and forefinger around one aching nipple until I whimper out loud for real.

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