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Cool air swept over my heated skin, sending another shiver through me. A few of his buddies stood around the remains of the bonfire a little ways to our right, but rather than head for them, he went straight toward the tree line beyond the yard.

“Thanks for not bringing Gideon along with you tonight.”

I snorted, still stumbling after him as he clutched my hand. “Why?”

“So I could finally have a chance to do this.”

My body spun, and I found my back against a tree—and Devon’s mouth on mine.

First kiss…

Devon moved his lips with ease, soft yet determined, and I wound my arms around his neck, parting my mouth at the stroke of his tongue.

I waited for the fireworks. The consuming lust that would make me want to lay down and spread my legs regardless of his friends cat-calling our way.

Nothing. Not one burst of a spark, no heat between my thighs.

Could a first kiss be any more disappointing?

Thoughts of Gideon and his promised kiss if I’d wanted it filtered through my mind, making my heart race.

Devon’s mouth was just…wrong.

Shivers slid down my spine, waking the fine hairs on my skin as he stroked my tongue—but I recognized the awareness for what it was.

Gideon…

“I’ll fucking kill you!” a voice roared, one my spinning head knew.

Devon ripped away from me, and I blinked open my eyes, trying to focus on the swimming scene in front of me.

A flying fist.

A crunch.

Another blur of fists. Curses and blood. Hollering and the wet sound of flesh colliding.

Devon’s groan as he sank to the ground registered, his face a mess of red. He’d been beat to shit, I slowly realized—and lay there, unmoving.

I lifted my head, but my eyes took time to make out the hulking beast I blinked into focus. A chest-heaving hunk of gorgeous male with dark wet splotches covering his sweatshirt.

Warmth grew where it shouldn’t have.

“What the hell, Gideon?” I slurred, smacking his way but missing his arm.

Devon’s friends shouted again, and one started toward us, but Gideon growled at him like a damn bear, pulling him up short.

“He’s not allowed to have you.” Gideon turned his furious gaze on my face again.

Swaying, I stomped my foot. “I wanted him to!”

“Did you?” Gideon moved in on me faster than I could escape, and my back slammed into the tree again. His face lowered. Hot breath caressed my lips. “Did you really?”

Well, shit.

The arousal missing from Devon’s kiss swelled between my thighs, and I gulped, blinking up into wild, animalistic eyes made darker by the night surrounding us.

Time seemed to slow—silence grew heavy, thick with a tension my buzzed brain couldn’t make sense of.

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