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“I Wanted To Make Love To You So Bad That Day, I Could Taste It.”

Reggie tipped her face to his. “Why didn’t you?”

He peered down at her. “Well...because,” he finished lamely.

“Because I was the boss’s sister? Because you were afraid of what Harley would do to you if he caught us?”

Cody frowned. “No, because I was three years older than you.”

“Three years. Big deal.”

“Yeah, it was a big deal,” he replied defensively.

“You were sixteen, and I was nineteen, legally a man who was supposed to know better than to play around with innocent young girls.”

“I’m not sixteen anymore, Cody,” she reminded him, smoothing a hand across the flat plane of his stomach. “And I’m not innocent.”

Cody sucked in a breath. “No,” he agreed, as the breath rattled out of him on a sigh. “You’re not.”