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Hunter stepped forward. “One night. No history. No interruptions. Just me and you.”

“A date?” Her question was a whisper.

His hand reached up, gently grasping one of her curls. Something about the way he caressed her hair made her ache for his touch. “What do you say, Jo?” His eyes met hers. Blazing, electric, the pull almost physical. He released the curl, placing his big hands on either side of her head.

She blew out a shaky breath, unable to hide the effect he was having on her. His mouth was so close, his breath caressing her skin. His gaze explored her face, slow and intense. She tilted her head to him, an unmistakable invitation. Her heart kicked into overdrive as he leaned forward. She closed her eyes, waiting, ready, willing, bursting.

His forehead rested against hers.

“I’m not going to kiss you until you say yes,” he rasped.

Her eyes popped open. “Yes,” she answered quickly, too quickly. Not that there was any point in denying what was happening. They both felt it, they both wanted it.

He smiled and stepped away from her. “I’ll pick you up at seven o’clock.”