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Rio sank onto the bed next to her and gripped her shoulders.

She turned to face him, her hair trailing across his wrists. “A lot of things are dangerous, cowboy.”

Dropping her gaze to Rio’s sensuous mouth, she ran her tongue along her bottom lip. Could they just share one kiss that wasn’t a fake or didn’t get interrupted?

Rio curled his hand around her neck. “You like playing with fire, don’t you?”

“Let’s just say I’ll do what it takes to get my son back.”

“How do you know you can trust me?” He dropped his thumb to the hollow of her throat and she swallowed.

“Because I’ve been stark naked under this robe since I got out of the shower, and you’ve hardly made a move.”