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This isn’t going as planned.

Before she can speak, I move closer.

I’m on eye level with her from where I am perched on the floor.

“This has nothing to do with guilt,” I respond, firmer so she won’t get the wrong idea this time.

“Then why?”

“Because . . .” I run a palm down my face and groan. “Goddammit, Payton. Because I wanted to.”

“Why?” she presses, unrelenting. It’s one of the things I like about her. Just not right now. At my expense.

“Because I want to see you fucking smile,” I blurt out.

“Why?”

Dammit, what’s with this girl?

Then it dawns on me that she’s goading me. Pressing me to answer. To speak my truth.

That she already knows it.

She just wants to hear it.

Payton Hart wants me to cut myself open and bleed my emotions all over the floor.

And fuck it, I will.

“Because I fucking like you,” I say. Simple as that. “That’s why. And I want to make you happy.”

“But why?” she challenges, and I shut her up.

I pull her toward me, wrap my arms around her back, and fuse her lips to mine.

Moving my hand, I cup her face as I kiss her. The kiss starts off soft at first with me testing the waters, seeing how she responds. When she lets out a soft sigh and arches her back, I deepen it.

Pressing my lips more firmly to hers, I kiss her faster.

I slide my tongue in her mouth.

Minutes pass, or maybe just seconds, but I’m lost in this woman.

I want more.

I will always want more where she’s concerned.

Then she’s pulling away and looking at me with confused eyes that are hazy with lust.

“Um . . .” She shakes her head as if to clear it. “What was that?”

“A kiss.”

I’m unapologetic.

This time, I don’t regret even a second of it.

Payton’s cheeks are colored red, but it’s the way she observes me through hooded eyes and thick lashes that makes me wish I had done that sooner. Fuck, she stares at me like I’m everything.

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