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After several more moments of indulging in their intensely erotic kiss, Micah pulled back. His chest heaved with labored breaths. His eyes were wide with surprise, as if he couldn’t yet fully comprehend what had just passed between them.

“Uh, I should…” He pointed toward the elevator.

Bailey nodded. She couldn’t speak in coherent sentences either.

Micah gestured to the door of her apartment. “I won’t leave until you’re safely inside.”

Her heart pinched at his compassion. He was such a gentleman.

She took out her key and unlocked the door, then turned back and gave him a wave. It seemed woefully inappropriate after the explosive kiss they’d just shared.

“Good night,” she said. “I guess I’ll see you later.”

Micah nodded. “Good night.”

Bailey looked over her shoulder one last time before she entered the apartment. She closed and locked the door behind her, shutting her eyes tight as she banged her head against the wood.

“Should I even ask?”

Her eyes flew open at the sound of her sister’s voice. Brianna sat on the couch, her feet tucked underneath her, a sketch pad in her lap.

“I’m in so much trouble,” Bailey said.

And it had nothing to do with a crazed kidnapper. This time, she knew exactly what the danger looked like…and how it tasted.