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“You said all I had to do was say yes,” she told him, wreathing her arms around his neck. “Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind already?”

“I wouldn’t exactly say that.” Chase settled his hands on her hips and turned, lifting her onto the kitchen counter.

She caressed his thick, wavy hair and guided his mouth toward hers. “What would you say?” she asked him.

“I’d say, what took you so long?”

Before she could respond, his mouth slanted over hers in a searing, toe-curling kiss.

“I want to feast on you,” he murmured against her skin.

“Hmm. Sounds…intense.”

“Do you like it…intense?”

“I like it hot,” she said, her voice a breathless whisper.

His fingers worked the buttons of her blouse. “Just hot?” His hands traced a slow trail along her skin, over her rib cage and upward to cup her breasts.

“The hotter, the better.”