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He wanted more than just to hold her. Far more.

What he didn’t want was to move from her.

He eased his arms from her, anyway. Reaching between them, he circled her wrists with his forefingers and thumbs. He brushed his lips to her temple. “Do you have any coffee?”

Amy blinked. Confusion masked the banked yearning in her tone. “Sure.” Her brow furrowed as she looked up at him. “You want coffee?”

“No,” he admitted, his breath warm on her face as he brushed his lips over hers. “It’s just that we need to do something before I kiss you.”

Her heart jerked in her chest. “You just did.”

“That wasn’t a kiss.”

The longing she’d veiled threatened to surface as his smoky grey gaze moved over her face, lingered on her mouth.

“It wasn’t?”

“Not even close,” he murmured.

“Maybe you should show me how it’s done.”