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She leaned even closer, making sure to crush her breast against his chest so he was sure about exactly what she was offering. "Who said I want you to stop at just kissing me?" she asked, her eyes glittering from the lights... Daring him... Seducing him....

She moved her arms from his waist to his neck and pulled his head down to hers. She kissed him passionately, hungrily. Like she had the night they met at bar. Remembering that, remembering how that night had turned out, he pulled back. “Are you sure you really want to do this?”

She chuckled. “What are you so worried about?”

The truth was that he was the one who was worried. Worried that it would be harder for him to let her go if he didn't stop kissing her. She had already done enough to him....not on purpose... But he could barely stop thinking about her. He wanted her to be with him. He wanted a real relationship... A family... Kids.

Kids? Dear god! His mind was wandering. And it was such a shame that he wanted all of this with a