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“The battle for the bed starts at noon.”

She held out her hand and Sam shook it.

She began to pull away but he slipped his hand around her waist and drew her against his body. His lips covered hers in a deep kiss, their tongues creating a delicious connection that he didn’t want to break. When she broke away, he looked down into her wide eyes.

“May the best man win,” he whispered.

Her expression hardened and she wrapped her hand around the nape of his neck and pulled him into another kiss. Her mouth was soft and searching, her tongue tracing the width of his mouth, teasing him in a way that was more provocative than he expected, and his whole body reacted.

But Amelia wasn’t about to let him take control. She stepped away and gave him a coy smile, her lips still damp and glistening.

“Don’t you mean the best woman?”