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“I’m sorry if it was too much.” Pippa’s voice sounded small.
His gaze cut to hers and then back to the asphalt in front of him. “It was perfect. More than I ever expected.”
“Sometimes I can get carried away with Pinterest.” She gave a self-deprecating laugh.
“I just don’t want to take advantage of your kindness.” He parked in front of the store.
She smiled. Her pink lips glistened. “I had fun tonight. Thanks for including me.”
He nodded, scrambling out of the car before he did something stupid like lean over and kiss her.
He opened her door and reached out his hand to help her. Pippa’s warm palm slid into his, igniting a blaze of lust. She stumbled, lurching forward, and he caught her in his arms. Her body pressed against his as their eyes locked. Electricity flashed, potent and powerful in his veins. Lust and desire swirled into a boiling frenzy. She licked her lips, her hot breath against his mouth nothing but pure temptation. All the reasons kissing her was a bad idea flew out the window. Any thread of control he’d grasped broke the second Pippa’s golden-brown orbs glowed with arousal as she tipped her head towards him.
His mouth crashed against hers, hungry and needy. He swallowed her sharp gasp as a growl rumbled in his chest. Something possessive and heady filled him as his hands gripped her face. She gripped his arm. An explosion of raw unfiltered need rippled through his chest. Her lips parted and he slipped his tongue inside, tasting her. Fucking sweet as cherry pie. Her teeth dragged against his bottom lip, making his cock jerk. He pressed his hips against her as she whimpered.
Barking filled his ears. Tearing himself away from Pippa, his eyes widened in horror. Her hooded gaze studied him as she licked her kiss-swollen shiny lips.
Fuck. Have I nearly caused her to have a seizure? What had he done?
“I-I didn’t mean to . . . Shit, I’m sorry.”
Confusion morphed to hurt in her eyes before she grabbed her bag and Lady’s leash. She brushed past him and power-walked up her steps.
Everything in his body screamed to go after her. But what good would that do? Aspen was his priority and he couldn’t afford any distractions. What could he bring to her life but baggage?
She was friends with Aspen. If he started something with her, when Pippa realized Mason couldn’t give her what she needed—that he wasn’t enough—Aspen would be without the woman she’d come to idolize over the past month.
“Fuck!”
