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her eyes all the way now, and sighed a breath of such beautiful surrender that I could no longer fight the urge.
    I moved around the table and kissed her.
    It had been a long time since the simple act of pressing my lips against another person’s could do anything to excite me. I’ll admit it. I was jaded. I had no concept anymore of the power of a simple, single kiss.
    Right up until the moment I kissed Candace Hunter.
    I felt like a teenager again, lost, and drowning in the rush of my very first time. The way she sought my lips, yielding, her whole body soft and pliable—my God, it made me harder than anything. The way her lips parted, tongue tracing the outline of mine, giving, giving, so soft and smooth.
    It was more than I could take.
    I pulled back, with a groan that sounded also like a gasp. “Fuck,” I whispered, without meaning to.
    She blinked at my curse, and I mentally kicked myself for being so rough. This woman had me undone, and it was like I was forgetting everything I knew about women and sex and dating.
    And I only wanted her more because of it.
    “I’ll see you real soon, Ian,” she said softly.
    “It’s not going to be soon enough,” I said. It was the truth.
     
     
    Chapter Five
    Candace
     
    He insisted on following me home to "make sure I made it okay." But I knew what he was doing, because I wanted to do it too.
    He was stretching the night out longer.
    The whole dinner I felt like I was made of electricity. Everything was heightened to the point where the currents of air that swirled around his hands as he gestured and laughed hit my skin like champagne bubbles. An effervescent popping that made my toes curl. I felt like I had dissolved into jelly.
    I circled my block two times before finding a parking space and was proud of my ability to parallel park while being made of jelly. I could barely focus with Ian behind me.
    Even though there were two cars and ten feet separating us, I could still feel the way his gaze ignited my skin.
    I threw it in park, then turned to open the door and nearly jumped out of my skin to see that he was already waiting to open the door for me. "Hi," he said.
    "Hey," I swallowed. The temperature had descended into the teens, but I felt like I was burning up. "Um, I made it home okay. Thanks for making sure."
    "You're not quite home," he corrected, looking towards my building.
    "Do you think something awful is going to happen between here and my doorway?"
    His smile was illuminated by the streetlamp overhead. "I can't take that risk," he said.
    "But you're double parked," I pointed out.
    He shrugged. "I'm not worried."
    "Aren't you afraid you'll get a ticket?"
    The streetlamp caught the twinkle in his eyes. "Not really, no."
    The realization hit me a second too late. "Ohhh. Because you're Ian Carter."
    He nodded. "I'm Ian Carter," he echoed.
    "It must be nice to be Ian Carter," I said, slipping my hand into his proffered arm.
    He looked down at where we were joined. "It sure is right now."
    I ducked my head to hide my blush as we crossed the street. My doorway was two buildings down. Now one building. Was time speeding up? How was this night going by so fast? How could it be ending so soon?
    "This is it, right?" Ian asked, once we stopped in front of my building. The door was at street level, the light from the inside hallway shining down a slanted square across the sidewalk.
    I stopped right in the center of it. "This is it," I said sadly.
    He looked down at me. "I'll see you soon?" he asked again. His voice sounded urgent.
    "As soon as possible," I breathed.
    He exhaled a sigh of relief. "Okay."
    "Okay." I touched his chest. "See you then."
    My feet wouldn't move from the spot.
    "Yeah." He didn't move either.
    "Yeah." I looked up at him again.
    His lips slammed into mine, the force of his kiss driving me backwards until my back scraped against the brick of my building. I gasped under the sudden assault and as my lips parted, his tongue met mine, sweeping away my