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Оглавление“For the first time I think I understand the arsonist...”
Sam’s brow furrowed as she stared up at Braden. “How?”
“Sometimes you have a compulsion to do something and you just can’t fight it...”
“You have a compulsion to set a fire?”
“I have a compulsion to do this...” He touched her—just his fingertips along her jaw. Her skin was so silky, just like her hair, which brushed across his hand. He tipped up her chin, and when he lowered his mouth to hers he felt a jolt.
Maybe she felt the jolt, too, because she gasped. And he deepened the kiss, dipping his tongue inside her mouth to taste her. She was sweet and sexy and hot as hell.
He felt the fire burning between them.
Then something flew through the open window, dropping onto the hardwood floor with a crash of breaking glass.
A Molotov cocktail.
Now there was a real fire burning in the house. And like his kissing Sam, it was quick to get out of control...
