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arm over her waist and pulled her to him. "Has anyone ever told you how cute you are when you sleep?"
    "Aaron," she said her voice laced with impatience.
    Laughing, he said, "Did I forget to mention I'm not a very patient man?"
    It was her turn to laugh. Why did he have to be so damn irresistible? Telling him to back off was going to be so much harder than she had originally thought. But, she'd made up her mind and she was going to do it one way or another. "Look, Aaron, you're a terrific—" He cut her off by pressing his mouth to hers and slipping his tongue between her lips. Tucking her tightly to his body he rolled his body on top of hers, successfully pinning her beneath him. One final kiss wouldn't hurt anything would it? It was a goodbye kiss--nothing more. Yeah, right, you keep telling yourself that, girl. You know damn well this ain't no goodbye kiss.
    Aaron took both of her hands and pinned them above her head, spread her legs with his thighs, and pushed his very noticeable jean clad erection against her sex—which was covered with nothing but a thin pair of cotton panties. He deepened the kiss, his hunger for her growing with every flick of her tongue over his, and she moaned. It should be downright illegal for a man to kiss as well as Aaron did. Hell, everything about this man should be considered a Class A felony.
    "I know what you were about to say, Misty," he said keeping her firmly pinned with not only his body but his gaze. " And I'm telling you right now, don't say it."
    There was so much determination and vehemence in his voice it gave her pause. "I…it's just…Amanda…”
    He silenced her with another mind numbing kiss that had her moaning and wriggling beneath him, almost to the point of dry humping his crotch, which was still very erect and very firmly tucked between her bare legs. When he finally released her from that kiss she just laid there, her lips parted on a sigh, and her body craving more of him. "You just came into my life and I'm not letting you go, not without one hell of a fight anyway."
    "Aaron," she half sighed half groaned his name.
    "Shh." His lips brushed over hers in a gentle caress. "Stop thinking so much, baby." He pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth. "And stop fighting this." He began to kiss her neck and throat, his teeth grazing her sensitive flesh until they found her earlobe and tugged. "I know you feel it, Misty." His breath was hot against her ear. Christ at this rate she'd never be able to end things with him. "The undeniable attraction, the all-consuming need to be with me, admit it. You haven't stopped thinking about me since I saved your life."
    He was right. How did he know? She refused to tell him, to give him anymore room in her heart. And she absolutely would not give him any more control over her. Last time she'd allowed a man to possess her so completely it'd nearly destroyed her.
    "I know I haven't." Adjusting his grip on her hands so that both of her wrists were clasped in one of his large hands, he used his free hand to lift her night shirt until he was able to reach her breast. His rough calloused hands sent shivers through her body and she moaned softly. "You're all I've been able to think about, Misty, especially since you made me bring you home last night."
    "Aaron, please." It was so hard to concentrate on what she wants to say when he was rolling her nipple between his fingers, making it hard and aching for more.
    "Please what?" His mouth was on hers again, erotically nipping at her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth and then repeating the onslaught all the while tweaking her nipple. "What do you want, baby? Hmm? All you have to do is ask."
    That's all it took. Her brain turned to mush and she was like melted putty in his arms. "You," she whispered writhing beneath him. "I want you."
    He smiled against her lips and for a brief moment she hated herself for being so weak. Honestly, though, did it matter that she admitted her desire for him? It