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One second, Kelly was hurtling toward the hayloft door and certain injury. The next, her body slammed into a wall of solid muscle.

Hank snugged her against his broad chest. His strong arms wrapped around her waist.

Memories from the distant past crowded forward. They’d been teens then. Inexperienced. Awkward. Easily swayed by raging hormones.

But there was nothing awkward about the man who held her now. Nothing inexperienced, either.

His grip on her tightened until she tilted her head, and when his lips came crashing down on hers, it felt like the most natural thing in the world to open to him. For a long minute, she gave herself to the touch, the taste, the feel of him. “Hank, I…”

“Shh, baby. For a moment there, I thought I’d lost you.”

But he had lost her. Long ago. And giving in to whatever was going on between them now couldn’t happen.