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She is everything I have never had, everything I have never been. The antithesis to all I’ve ever known.
She is a combination of traits my parents convinced me couldn’t exist.
Tenderness and power.
Kindness and power.
Something soft, yet no less strong.
I like you, Rowan. I want you.
Words are cheap, and I know better than to believe anything someone who knows how to steal a person from the heart of their secure headquarters says. I can’t trust her. I can trust her even less when she’s asking me to. And, yet, she is so good at this, I want to.
“Are you trying to get me to lower my guard?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
Her gaze tilts off mine, searching. Her delicate brows draw together. At last, she lifts her hand, setting it against my chest. Soft, she says, “Want.”
My heart pounds against her fingers, and my voice is rough when I mutter, “Why?”
Smiling, she cranes her neck, and kisses me.
Chapter 10
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Never kiss and tell.
Briar
“You kissed him,” Chip says, or yells over a gunshot, rather. We’re at the gun range on Rosanera property, chatting about life and distractions per usual. “I can’t believe you kissed him.”
In my defense, he was acting completely kissable. All the same, I hadn’t planned to kiss him yesterday, and I don’t know exactly what I’m going to do about our “date” tomorrow. It is very much a front with layers upon layers of purpose—none of them meant to be legitimately romantic.
Will I be able to concentrate on the very important matters at hand?
Ha. I mean, of course. I’m a professional.
A professional who unprofessionally kissed her mark because he was being unprecedentedly kissable.
Leaning against a wall divider in Chip’s lane—which his obnoxiously big body swallows whole—I fiddle with a lock of my hair. “I, too, am astonished by this turn of events. Why didn’t you warn me that men could be, you know, attractive and whatever?”
Chip glances at me, a single judgy brow raised. “Should I be offended?”
“Does Lace love you with all her heart and soul?”
His already large chest puffs as a bright, full grin overwhelms him. “Yes, she does.”
“Then do any of my opinions concerning your appeal matter?”
He shoots three times in rapid succession, taking near the entire head off his humanoid paper target. “Nope!”
My eyes roll, and I extend my hand for his gun. After he delivers it, I cut out the paper doll’s heart.
“Speaking of my glorious wife, does Lace know about this yet?”
