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Uneasy, she grabbed her purse and slid the strap around her neck, adjusting it so that it would lay crossways over her chest and then she dug the pepper spray out. Holding it in her hand, Devon climbed out of the car and headed for the front door. Her gaze darted back and forth. Her heart slammed against her ribs. Part of her insisted, Relax. Relax.
The other part was going, Yeah, right. Relaxing was so not going to happen. Her hands shook as she slid the key home and she breathed out a sigh of relief as she turned the doorknob. Then a hand landed on her shoulder. Yelping, she whirled around, her hand lifting up the pepper spray, pushing down–
Long fingers caught her wrist, jerking her hand aside at the last second. Air wheezed out of her lungs as she stared up at Luke’s face. A muscle jerked in his jaw as he studied her face. Almost imperceptibly, his features softened and he tugged on her wrist, urging her closer. “I was across the street, talking to Danielle again. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Cuddling up against him, she sucked in air and waited for her heart to level out before she even tried to speak. “It’s okay. I’m just a little jumpy.” Something bit into her fingers and she looked down, saw that she was holding the little canister of pepper spray so tight, the grooved plastic was cutting into her skin. With a grimace, she murmured, “Okay. A lot jumpy.”
Strong, gentle hands stroked up and down her back and he nuzzled her neck. “It will be okay, Devon,” he whispered.
Turning her face into his, she replied back, “I know.” Their lips were all but touching and unable to resist, she leaned in, covered his hard, unsmiling mouth with her own. He opened for her and she pushed up on her toes, winding her arms around his neck.
He felt so damn perfect against her, warm and strong, his hands cradling her so gently, his mouth moving against hers in a rhythm that felt as natural as breathing. She felt safe with him–but more than that, she felt whole.
Whole–and hungry. All the pent up adrenaline channeled itself into heat, burning away her fear but leaving her so aching, and so empty, it almost hurt.
Wiggling closer, she rocked against him, shuddering as she felt the heat and strength of him through their clothes. Devon forgot where they were. Nothing seemed to exist, but his mouth on hers and his arms holding her close…
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