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“How many of them are there anyway?” Kate heard herself ask.

“Four brothers,” Hailey said. “Then there’s their dad and uncles—who are just as flirtatious and were big troublemakers in the day—and various assorted cousins.”

Wow. That was a lot of good-looking testosterone walking around town.

“You can believe anything we say about pleasing a man too,” Tucker said. “We are always very honest when we tell women what we want.”

Hailey flushed a deep red, scowled at him and said, “Well, good thing you know how to please yourself because it looks like you’re on your own tonight.”

Tucker laughed as she turned on her three-inch hot-pink heel and stomped off.

“You sure you don’t want one dance?” he asked Kate.

“I don’t think I could pick a cobbler out of a dessert lineup if I had to,” she said with a shake of her head.

Tucker put a hand over his heart and groaned. “Deal breaker, babe.”

She giggled. “Sorry.”

His gaze went to her mouth. “Then again, for that giggle—”

“That sweet giggle—and everything else—is all mine.” Levi bent and swept Kate up into his arms. “I don’t give a flying fuck about cobbler.”

She laughed and put her arm around his neck, secretly pleased with his public display.

“You don’t know what you’re missing, man,” Tucker said.

Levi’s eyes were locked on Kate’s. “Well, I can guarantee it’s nowhere near as good as what I’m about to get my mouth on.”

She knew what that meant and she felt like he’d just poured warm honey over her. She was immediately hot and in desperate need of his tongue and lips—everywhere.

Tucker whistled low. “Okay, then. I think I have somewhere else to be.” And with a wink, he turned and headed into the crowd.

No doubt searching for his next cobbler.

Kate wasn’t too concerned about him being lonely.

“Time to go.” Levi turned for the door again.

People moved out of his way as if he were Moses.

Kate was all for going straight to his truck and then his house, but it occurred to her that she hadn’t even kissed him yet.

She put her lips to his.

And it was like a match to kindling.

Chapter Three

They didn’t even getto the parking lot. The minute they were outside, Levi swung her feet to the ground and pressed her against the side of the building.

He took her head in both hands, his fingers threaded deep in her hair, and claimed her mouth in a carnal, possessive kiss that sucked all of the oxygen from her lungs.

She felt his knee between hers and widened her stance. He didn’t let her up for air, he didn’t move his hands from her hair, but he pressed his hard thigh against the denim that covered her silky panties that covered her clit.

How he could find that exact sweet spot with that exact perfect pressure to whip pleasure through her body was amazing. She greedily pressed against him. She wanted more, all of him, right now. Like always.

Distance and time hadn’t cooled a thing between them. If anything, she wanted him more than she had when they’d first met. She knew now that no matter where they were or what they were doing, her pleasure, her happiness, her security would always come first for him.

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