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He grabbed her up off her feet and bent his head. Found her mouth with his. His hot mouth.

Kissing her; without so much as a “Hi there, Elle.” Burning her up. She wanted to struggle, but he had both her arms pinned to her sides.

And she wanted to stay right where she was forever because the shock was wearing off and she was starting to feel. A lot more than she ever had before.

The lift moved up. But Chase kept on kissing her.

She had to make him stop it. Right now. Who did he think he was, anyway?

Somebody who could send lightning right through her whole body, that’s who he was. Lightning so strong it shook her to her toes.

He had to stop this now. But she couldn’t move any part of her body. Except her lips. And her tongue…