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“So, this is really how you look every day at work?” he asked.

“Yes, pretty much.”

“How often do you dress up like you had when we first met?”

“Not often.” She shook her head. “I’ve always been more of a tomboy because I grew up with three brothers.”

His focus moved down the length of her body this time. “You do look very good in those jeans.”

She laughed. “So do you.”

“I usually dress up a little more when I go to work.”

“Of course you do. It’s not like you have a black leather jacket in your closet. You are the CEO of your own company. I’m just a lowly police detective.”

“A police detective,” he said, stroking her hair again, “who doesn’t take crap from purse snatchers.”

“Exactly.”

He was quiet for a few more seconds as he looked her over, and then he tilted his head and met her gaze.

“I suppose I could get used to seeing you wearing this every day.”

“You could?” Her hopes grew as she scooted closer to him. “You seem like the kind of man who loves to been seen with the flashy women. I’m not like that. This is as flashy as I like to get.”

“Brittany,” his voice deepened as he brushed his lips across her cheek, “are you trying to convince me we shouldn’t go out?”

His warm breath on her neck sent shivers over her body, but instead of feeling cold, she was getting hotter by the second. “I…I just want you to know what you’re getting into if you decide to date me.”

“I’ll admit, it’ll be different. I’ve never gone out with a cop before.” His lips moved to her ear.

She closed her eyes as her heartbeat turned ragged. “I’ve never dated a CEO before.”

“I’ll give it a try,” he kissed her earlobe, “if you can give it a try.”

“Hmm…Imightbe able to do it. I think you’ll need to be a little more convincing, though.”

His body shook with what she supposed was a silent laugh, and the breath against her neck became hotter. His strong arms circled her body and pulled her up against his muscular frame.Oh…Heavens!This was so nice!

As his lips moved over her throat, she melted that much more. She couldn’t take this torture anymore. If he didn’t kiss her soon, she’d scream.

Finally, he lifted his head, but she took that opportunity to find his mouth with hers. The moment their mouths came together, electricity shot through her. If being tasered felt this good, she’d volunteer to be the precinct’s dummy next time…but only if Austin could assist her.

She pressed her hands against his chest. His heart was knocking as crazily as hers was. Happiness flowed through her knowing he was enjoying this just as much. Strange, but she hadn’t felt this kind of energy when she had kissed Kurt not too long ago.

As their kiss turned more passionate, she couldn’t keep her fingers still. They moved to the buttons on his shirt and starting at the top, and released each one until four were undone. She slid her palm inside to his bare skin. He sucked in a ragged breath without breaking the kiss. His muscles bunched in the places she caressed.

He must have wanted the same pleasure, because one of his hands moved to the collar on her shirt. It only took a moment for her to realize this couldnothappen. This was only their second date!

Breathless, she broke the kiss and leaned her forehead against his chest. “I think…we need to stop.”

His chest rattled with a low chuckle. “I agree. We are going too fast. After all, I’ve only known you as a cop for a few minutes.”

“Very true.” She tried to breathe slower as her mind returned. “So, Austin. You were going to tell me something, too?”

Confusion crossed his face, but then within seconds, he shook his head. “All I wanted to talk about was us.”

“Us?”