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Before Allie realized what was happening, he reached out, caught the back of her neck in his hand and hauled her to him.

He bent his head and covered her mouth with his in one fluid move, so fast, so effectively, her mind spun.

She moaned. Or was that him? She couldn’t be sure, but she rose up on her toes, falling into him as she matched his kiss. Every synapse fired to life as the emotions of the day—terror, panic, uncertainty—melted under Max’s touch.

When he lifted his mouth, it wasn’t by much. When she blinked open her eyes, it took a moment to focus, and as she looked at him, it wasn’t humor she saw on his whisker-roughened face, in his curious brown eyes. It was her own confusion and uncertainty reflected back at her.

He barely moved, and the heat of his fingers brushing her neck may as well have branded her as his. “Suffice it to say this is something we might need to pursue once we work our way though this nightmare.”

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