He groaned. "Megan."
She already had her arms around his waist. It didn't take much of a tug to move him closer. She raised on tiptoe, but he held himselfback.
Until he groaned again and claimed herlips.
His hands were gentle, his thumbs moving against her cheeks again. He tasted like s'mores and delicious man. One of his hands cupped the back of her head, his fingers slipping into the hair at her nape. He deepened the kiss, his nose pressing against hercheek.
She could drown in his kiss. Soeasily.
He broke the kiss so suddenly that she was dizzy. With hands on both her shoulders, he steadied her. Then he drew away as if touching her burnedhim.
His eyes... something was burning him up from theinside.
"We shouldn't… I shouldn't have done that," hesaid.
She flinched. Henoticed.
"I told you once to stay away from me." He mashed his hat on his head. "That still goes." A breath, a moment when he could've taken the words back. "I'm going to round up thekids."
He stalked off, not lookingback.
