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She slid across the front seat to squeeze close to Cal’s side.

Their thighs converged, hip to knee, bringing her barely-there stockings into contact with his denim-clad leg. A rush of heat blazed through her making her more determined to seduce this bad boy.

She whispered softly in his ear, “Don’t I get a second-date kiss?”

He refused to meet her hot gaze.

She grazed her lips against the scratch of his cheek, stole a quick taste of his warm skin.

He let out a low whistle. “Honey, you don’t know what that does to me.”

“I wish it did more.”

He turned to her suddenly. “Do you mean that, or are you just tempting the hell out of me as some kind of social experiment?”

“I want you, Cal.” Maddy trailed a fingertip down his cheek. “I want to see how fast we can go from zero to sixty in that back seat of yours.”