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It takes everything in me not to back her further into the desk, push up her dress, and thrust into her warmth until my body isn’t vibrating anymore.

“I—”

“You see, Willow,” I whisper, forcing my eyes to stay on hers and not stray to the cleavage peeking through the V-neck of her t-shirt. “The idea of Anti-Valentine’s Day sounds unique and catchy, something for all single people to do on a day littered with couples, but what you don’t get is that even single people crave romance. Even they will choose the traditional Valentine’s any day.”

I watch her like a predator would prey, with as much restraint as a hungry wolf, but she makes no move. I take astep back to give her space, but she reaches out and grabs my forearm.

Her touch burns its way through my shirt and into my skin. The animal in me threatens to claw its way out if I don’t take possession of her body, but…

I can wait.

“I…when I came here, I promised myself I wouldn’t take no for an answer.” Her eyes flash with heat, but it’s gone so fast, I almost think I imagined it.

“Are you sure?”

“Tell me,” she whispers, visibly swallowing before taking a step forward. “Tell me what I need to do to get you to agree, Rowan.”

CHAPTER FOUR

Willow

Anything.

This is insane.

I can’t believe I am standing in the same room as Rowan Preston. Not just in the same room, but so close to him, that I get a full whiff of his expensive cologne.

Being close to him like this has wetness staining my panties. I want—need—something to relieve the pulsing in my sex, and with the way he’s watching me, I know he’s the only one who can ease this ache.

I resist the urge to run my fingers over his biceps and forearms and caress my way up his body.

“Anything?” he asks, his voice deep and sultry, so different from what I’d heard this afternoon in Nora’s—

Nora.

My boss. My best friend.

I am doing this for her.

Liar.

“Yes, I—” I clear my voice to hide how nervous he’s making me. “Anything.”

“Willow…”

“I know what I’m offering,” I hurry to say, cutting him off. “I…anything means…anything.”

I want this; my body is practically vibrating with need. I’ve never had a man drive me crazy like this, make mewantlike this.

Will he notice my inexperience when he touches me? This fake bravado will no doubt come tumbling down when he realizes I am a virgin.

My pulse races in anticipation when Rowan snakes a hand around my nape and leans in, his dark eyes watching me…waiting…

He runs his gaze over me, leaving a burning trail with every caress of his eyes and driving me crazy with want…

I’m doing this for…

I don’t know anymore. I can’t think with him so close to me.

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