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Gideon eased up a bit and glanced over at me, his attention roaming from my narrowed eyes, down to my toes, and back up, lingering on my traitorous beaded nipples. “Got that right.”

All sorts of suggestive inflections filled those last three words, and I wrapped my arms around my books in front of me to hide what he and his hooded gaze caused. “Back off, Gideon. You can’t just go threatening my friends for no damn reason—especially the sheriff’s son,” I said, my tone firm.

Surprisingly, he did as told—and Devon ambled away, muttering a few curses.

“You should keep guys like that at arm’s length, princess,” Gideon said, his voice low and rumbling straight to my core even though his words sent heat flaring through my belly. “You can’t let them step all up in your face like that. They need to show you respect.”

“Like you show me respect?” I damn near spit at him. “I ought to kick you in the balls.”

Gideon leaned down, stealing my breath. His blue eyes glinted as he angled toward my ear. “I’d rather you sucked them,” he whispered, his hot exhale shivering across my skin.

“Jackass,” I whispered fiercely, disgusted over how my pulse throbbed between my thighs.

“Princess.” He ambled off like he hadn’t a care in the world, and since I had zero wish to walk home in the flying snow, I followed after him, the heat rushing through me in a terrifying mixture of anger and arousal I didn’t know how to handle.

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