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She leaned into his touch, loving the way he was so protective of her.

“And I promise, I’ll make you breakfast.”

“You cook?” Her eyebrow shot up high.

“I’m insulted you would think I can’t cook. I didn’t get to be this size by eating takeout.” He gave her one of his rare perfect smiles while patting his rock-hard abdomen.

Her gaze fell to his stomach, and her core clenched.

“Okay,” she grumbled. She gave one last longing look to her bed. She quickly finished packing and zipped up her suitcase.

Dallas grabbed it and exited the room. Candi looked around her bedroom before turning. “I’m ready when you are,” she announced, walking into the living room.

They locked up her apartment and headed toward Dallas’s truck. This time, she stood back as he opened the door for her and assisted her into the vehicle.

He tossed her a wink then shut the door.

She blew out a deep breath. Her gaze followed him in the mirror, watching him place her suitcase in the back of the truck.

Dallas was one dangerous man.

And she was falling for him.

She didn’t even have to think twice about it.

Without a doubt, Candi knew that he had burrowed his way into her heart.

Dallas climbed into the truck and shut his door. She breathed in his scent. It was one that she could only describe as Dallas. She didn’t know what cologne it was, but she needed to find out. If she could, she’d buy it in bulk.

They rode in a comfortable silence. Candi watched the scenery pass by. The city of Las Vegas was a sight to see at night. The truck coasted to a stop at a red light. Candi took in a few suspicious people lingering on the corner before turning to Dallas.

In the dark cab, she studied his features and couldn’t help but wonder how she’d got so lucky to have him on her side.

It felt damn good to have someone in her corner.

Someone who wouldn’t hurt her.

A man willing to protect her.

“Dallas,” she breathed. She needed to get something off her chest, and now seemed like the best time to do it.

He returned her stare with a small smile. “What is it, Candi?”

“Thank you. For everything. I’ve never had anyone—”

“You don’t have to thank me.” He took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips, placing a kiss along her skin.

“But I want—”

“Candi.”

She paused at the sound of her name on his lips. He held her gaze, and her heart race decreased. A sigh escaped her watching him lay another kiss on the back of her hand.

“Dallas,” she whispered his name, the beginning of arousal taking her.

“Tell me what you need, Candi. It’s yours.”

A whimper slipped from her. Candi couldn’t take her eyes off Dallas if she tried. His hand slid along her neck and held her in place. Her lips parted while she watched him lean closer.

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