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But as he lowered his head to hers, the sultry night turned suddenly stifling hot. Her lips were summer warm and satin smooth, and in an instant his plan of offering her just one quick kiss was shot to hell. After ravishing her mouth for a full minute, he backed her against the railing and kissed her again…then again.

He meant to stop. He would stop. Soon, he told himself. But he was losing control, and she was letting him. And that was when it hit him.

He was no better than the man from her past—the one who’d hurt her so deeply.

“Dammit, chérie, what the hell are you trying to do to me?” Then, before she could answer, before her head had a chance to clear and grasp just how close she’d come, he melted into the shadows.