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“Nope,” Bene eventually said, pushing off the wall to step closer to her, “it’s just the only place I like to play pool, and it happens to be close to my neighborhood.”

“Mmhmm.”

“Not your scene?”

Vanna eyed the entrance to the bar, taking in the gold detailing around the doors, and the sign hanging above. “Not really, but if you can make it fun …”

Bene grinned. “I can make anything fun.”

“Oh?”

“That a challenge?”

He was a lot closer now.

Just a foot away.

In a blink, before she had even been able to take in a breath, he closed the distance between them. One of his arms wrapped around her back, hugging the loose fabric of her t-shirt tight to her body as he dragged her into him. His head tipped down, and those smirking, sexy lips of his met hers.

The kiss was soft at first.

Seeking.

Testing.

And then he found it.

The answer she gave back to him—the way her lips parted for him to get that taste. She didn’t even think about it, simply wanted to have him kissing her because she swore no one ever kissed like this man did, and she wanted more of it.

Even if a part of her still hated him because of the people he came from, and the last name he sported. It didn’t matter. A kiss wouldn’t have her handing over her heart to him—surely not. She had more self control than that, didn’t she?

Well, it was hard to say.

And she didn’t have a proper answer when he was still kissing her like he was. As though he couldn’t get enough of the way her lips worked against his, and how she was more than willing to let him dominate her with a kiss on a sidewalk in the middle of a city where anyone could see.

Fuck anyone else.

They could look.

She was still getting hers.

All too soon for her liking, Bene pulled away, that smirk still playing at the edges of his lips while his dark eyes looked her over. My God. His face was just as bad for her body as the rest of him, honestly.

“Was that too much?” he asked.

Vanna grinned. “Why would it be?”

“I didn’t ask first.”

“You don’t have to ask.”

“I should, though.”

Vanna shrugged. “I wouldn’t have come tonight if I didn’t plan on having fun, Bene.”

“Good to know. Do you play pool?”

“A few times. I’m sure you’re better at it than me, though.”