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“Darce, it’s been a crazy couple of days. We can’t—”

“You’re right.” She nuzzled his chest. “But what if I told you that I’ve been thinking about this for a lot longer than the past couple of days?”

“You have?”

“Mmm-hmm.” She stood on tiptoe, kissed the corner of his mouth. “And I think you have, too.”

“God, Darce,” he said, and there might have been more but his words were lost as she kissed him, really kissed him, all heat and need and melting into him. She gripped his shoulders and curled against him, kissing him again and again with absolutely no one watching.

“Darce,” he said against her neck. “God, Darce, I’ve wanted you so long, but I didn’t— I can’t—”

“Oh, yes you can.”

His hands landed low, pulling her tight while his hips pushed against hers, and the rush of need had her digging her fingers into his shoulders to keep herself upright.

“We should think this over,” he said even as he molded her to him. “Get our heads clear.”

“I’ve done enough thinking. I want to feel.”