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Royce’s green eyes seemed shadowed with doubt. “Really?”

“Really.” Vandy hated how her face felt hot.

“Any tattoos?” His gaze skimmeddown her sleeves to her short skirt.

“Zero.”

“Felonies?”

“None.” She kept her chin up. It was her twenty-first birthday, and this man screamed adventure.

“Misdemeanors?Shoplifting?” He took that step back toward her and hooked a finger on the boat neck of her shirt. “Even if you didn’tget caught.”

“Never. Accountants need clean records,” she gasped. His heat radiated through her skin. Here he talked about how she DIDN’T want adventure and yet he seemed not to be able to back down.

“Streaking? Skinny dipping?” Royce slid his hand down her back to her waist.

“No.” Vandy faced him, almost in his embrace.

“Ever had a one-night stand?” he asked.

She licked her lips, wanting to lick his. Everything else faded away except him.

Jon less than helpfully ruined their moment. “You’re barking up the wrong tree. She’s probably a virgin.”

Royce started to step away again, and she stopped him by laying her brown hand on top of that vine tattoo on his freckled forearm. “Not a chance. It is college.”

Losing her virginity at the end of freshman year to a friend of a friend after an accounting exam had been disappointing. Vandy had tried it out with a couple more guys, but they had been equally underwhelming.

But the way her body hummed suggested a night with him would be very different from a quickie in a dorm room.

“Sounds perfect for you. Take Casey’s truck if you’re sober enough to drive. It should be fully loaded after Casey’s last time.” Jon took a set of keys from the relatively quiet first firefighter. “It’s about time you had some fucking fun and got your cherry popped.”

“What does that mean?” Vandy asked.

“You’ll have to find out if you’re up for an adventure,” Royce said, giving her a seductive grin at last.

That decided her. “I’m in.”

He reached around her hip, pulled her phone out of her pocket, activated the camera, and took a picture of himself. “Send that to your friends.”

“They need that?”

“Don’t want your friends to worry when you leave with me.”

“I thought I was being adventurous?”

“No reason to be dumb. My brother’s a cop.” He brought his lips close to hers. “And I promise any DNA will be willingly given.”

She opened her mouth and thought better of it. He confused her with his combination of hot and cold, danger and caution. He acted like he wanted her to come with him, but didn’t.

Screw it. It was her birthday. She stood on her tip toes and kissed him.

Those hard tattooed arms enclosed her with an unyielding grip as he kissed her back. He tasted like sake. Sweet, heady, and boiling. She wanted to climb onto his body, grip him with everything she had.

When she pulled away, she could hear cheers from his friends. Vandy, feeling bold, said, “Fuck them. It’s my birthday, and adventure can be my present this week.”

She couldn’t quite read his expression, but he definitely looked hungry.He took the keys, and she followed him out. Anna and Tara gave her very enthusiastic thumbs ups before chatting up his firefighter friends.

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