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Sorry? How could he explain that he didn’t want her memory to come back because that would mean she would leave him?

How selfish did that make him? “Will you be okay up here?”

“Okay?” She tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling. “I can’t wait to see this concert.”

“It should be a good one. Khan is in fine form.”

“I won’t be watching Khan. I’ll be looking at you.” There was a husky note in Violet’s voice.

And, because he couldn’t help himself, Nate bent his head and kissed her. Fire spread through him as soon as his lips connected with hers, so hot he thought he might burn up with it. When his tongue probed the seam of her lips, they parted readily for him, and he probed the honeyed warmth of her mouth. Violet’s hands bunched in the material of his T-shirt as though she was using him to stay upright. He groaned, kissing her harder, and she trembled, returning the caresses of his tongue eagerly.

She tasted like everything he had ever wanted and never knew he needed until now.