His lips were hovering hesitantly over her own, as if he was giving Jenna that scant moment to make the decision to push him away. As much as her brain told her that pushing him away was exactly what she should do, the rest of her body wasn’t getting that message. No, her traitorous body was craving the same kind of explosive sex that the song was still droning on about in the background. Adam’s warm breath fanned her face as he leaned over until their lips were just skimming the others. He growled, “I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I saw you pointing that gun at me.”
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