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It was the same madness he remembered. That same wild burn that sizzled through Dario, lighting him up and making him crazy, eating him alive. Anais still tasted sweet and perfect, the way she always had, as if no time at all had passed.

Dario moved closer, slid his hands into the thick fall of her hair, then tugged her mouth into a better angle beneath his and kissed her deeper, harder. As if he could block out not only what she’d told him, all the accusations she’d thrown at him, but the six years since he’d touched anyone like this or let himself be touched in return. He hadn’t wanted anyone near him. He hadn’t wanted anything that resembled intimacy with anyone.

And yet here, now, with that breeze still dancing all over him and Anais’s perfect mouth hot and demanding beneath his, he couldn’t seem to remember why that was.