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‘Don’t come near me now.’

Ana halted. ‘Why not?’

‘Because I want to kiss you. I want to do more than kiss you.’

Thwack. The ball hit the tree again. And her legs could hardly hold her up.

‘You have no idea what I want to do to you,’ Seb-muttered, fists clenched, muscles bulging. His bare torso shone with sweat. He was primed.

Heat flooded in her most secret places. And she was the one panting, as if she was the one doing the crazy workout in the heat of the afternoon.

He stopped, stood with his hands on his hips and glared at her. ‘We started something back then, Ana. And for me it isn’t over. I thought it was. But it isn’t.’