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“Would I have any say in it?” she asked.

“Absolutely.”

“Well, then, in a perfect world, I’d race you to the door to see who got there first to turn the lock.”

Faith looked surprised by her own words. Before she could take them back, he touched her lips with his own. Holding the sides of her head, her hair like silk beneath his fingers, he gently kissed every part of her face he could reach.

She returned the favor, her warm, wet mouth awakening every corpuscle in his body. He wanted to peel her out of her clothes as she grew softer and warmer with each passing second.

Suddenly, she twisted away from him. Her breathing sounded labored as she rested her forehead against his shoulder. “It’s not a perfect world,” she murmured, reminding him of the danger that lurked right outside their door.

Trip ran his fingers down a strand of her golden hair and whispered, “I noticed.”