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“I’m not stalking you, if that’s what you’re thinking,” he said, coming toward her with that charming smile.

She couldn’t help but laugh. “Well, that’s a good thing because—” He cut her off before she could finish her sentence and her thought.

“I just wanted to make sure you got home safely, and...”

“And what?” she asked as he trailed off.

He moved closer and wrapped his arms around her waist. “And I wanted to kiss you good-night.”

Simona’s pulse spiked. Without waiting for a response, he bent and covered her lips with his. The moment their mouths met, heat flared out in every part of her body. He tangled his tongue with hers unhurriedly, as if he had all night. Her body trembled, and she moaned softly. At length, he lifted his head.

He pressed his lips to hers once more and then whispered, “Good night, Simona.” Releasing her, he turned and sauntered back down the driveway.

Simona slumped against her car, heart pounding and legs shaking. She closed her eyes and tried to steady her breathing. When she opened them, he was leaning against his car. “Donovan?”

“I’m just waiting for you to go inside.”

Such a gentleman. This man was breaking down her resolve.