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“When I was married.”
Might be too nosy but… “Slept with one?”
“Same.”
Logan’s jaw dropped. “You said you got divorced two-and-a-half years ago.”
She stiffened. “Don’t say it like that. It’s not that big a deal.”
“I beg to differ.”
“Yeah, I got that. I know it’s at the front of a lot of people’s minds but not mine. The first time, I waited until I was married to have sex. And it just wasn’t what I thought it would be. It never was.”
“He didn’t do it right.”
Jeni snorted. “Let me guess. You’d show me how it’s supposed to be done, right?”
“Definitely not.”
She balked.
“I have no interest in having sex with you.”
Her incensed expression told him his comment came out differently than he intended.
She spoke before he could try again. “Why not?” she demanded, eyes flashing.
Dammit. “I didn’t mean—”
“I’m not your type?”
“No, that’s not it. I just…I hadn’t thought about you like that.”
“Am I the only woman you haven’t thought about like that?”
Logan rubbed a hand across his mouth. He didn’t think anything he could say would be the right thing. “I don’t usually go after women who aren’t interested. It’s pretty clear you don’t wan—”
Then, the last thing he’d have ever expected happened. Before he could finish his sentence, Jeni slipped her hand around his head and pressed her lips to his.
Logan froze. Time stopped.
Jeni was kissing him. Really kissing him.
What.
The.
Hell?
His body reflexively kissed her back while his mind sprinted to catch up. His lips yielded to hers, pressing forward and retreating, and his feet stayed planted rather than backing away while he processed.
But when the surprise wore off and he was fully in the moment, he realized how nice it was. He’d kind of thought a kiss with Jeni would be one of those aggressive, teeth-clashing, tongue-warring kisses, where clothes were being pulled and bodies pushed up against any solid surface. Passionate and forceful, like the woman herself.
Yeah, he’d lied. He’d thought about it before. Once or four times.
It wasn’t like that though. She’d come at him hard but loosened up when he didn’t resist. Her lips were soft and pliant, and her hands gently moving in his hair felt fucking amazing. His hands slid around her waist, and she sighed into his mouth.
He opened his eyes to look at her while he kissed her, something he rarely did. Her glasses were high on her nose, and her eyes remained closed, with dark lashes resting against her sparsely freckled cheek. Her expression was soft and serene, a far cry from her usual demeanor. Something clenched in Logan’s chest, and his breath caught in his throat like his air supply had been cut off. He slid his hands up along her back and cupped her face in his palms, his thumbs tracing her delicate cheekbones.
His eyelids drifted shut, and his tongue slid out for a taste. It wasn’t even intentional on his part. It just felt like the natural progression of a kiss. Of this kiss.
And damn, did he want to taste her.
When she touched his tongue with her own, the intensity went up a notch. She moved closer, her body flush against his, from their chests down to their thighs, not an inch of space between them. His back was against the hard metal of the truck. Heat spread through his body, and blood pulsed in his ears.
Logan had been around. He’d kissed a lot of women.
A lot.
But never in his entire life had a woman’s kiss made him feel like this.
