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or perform any feat necessary to keep her whole. He cherished her above everything else. No one could hurt her or take her from him.
    “I’m a big girl,” she said. “I’m not afraid of you or your thoughts, Saul. I just feel…it’s strange, but despite the fact we’ve known each other for most of our lives, it’s like I’m seeing you for the first time tonight. Really seeing you.”
    “And what do you see?”
    “A warrior, a protector, a hero,” she replied even more softly now. She continued to touch his face, stroking his lip with her finger. “My hero. It’s like you’re every comic book super hero come to life right here for me now, to keep me safe and slay the dragon.”
    “I’m not like that, my world isn’t like that, babe,” he warned her.
    She smiled, the reflection of light from the lampposts dancing in her eyes. “I don’t know. You’re always so hard on yourself.”
    Saul wanted to set her straight, to tell her—to show her—the truth behind the messy, grey, ambiguous reality of his world. His heart shattered into a million pieces, however. Jenn drew his face down to hers and kissed him passionately. He lost all reason, all thought. Everything blew up around him as he tasted her, the sweet intoxication of her lips and her taste as she slid her tongue into his mouth.
    He’d fantasised for years about kissing this woman, knowing her in the most intimate manner possible. The reality was far, far better than even his most heated dreams. He groaned, caught up and utterly lost in bliss. Jenn had instigated the sensual caress, but Saul continued it.
    He raised both his hands, then cupped her face, turned her slightly so he could press her against the thick trunk of the tree. He moved her back, then inserted his thigh between her legs. Jenn moaned—a soft, decadent sound filled with the dark promise of delicious sex. His desire enflamed further. Saul kissed her deeper.
    They clashed their mouths together hungrily, each of them tasting and drinking from one another. He parried his tongue with hers, both vying for dominance in this intimate dance. Shifting his body, Saul made sure his larger frame would protect Jenn, shielding her from any prying eyes should they be unfortunate enough to be discovered by some tourists.
    Saul lowered his hands and opened the top few buttons of Jenn’s coat. Dodging the strap of her satchel and lifting her jumper, he finally found the soft flatness of her belly. The skin under the tips of his fingers was warm and soft, baby smooth and like a slice of paradise set before him.
    Saul lifted his hand up under her shirt so he could cup her lacy, bra-clad breast. Heat seared his skin, branding him with her potent scent. She smelt of gardenias, a fragrance she’d always worn.
    Jenn moaned again and moved her body against his. She shuddered as her thigh brushed over the thick erection pressing through the tent in his trousers.
    When her hand touched him, even over the material of his trousers, he shook with the need to plunge inside her. He tilted his hips, moving his cock into her hand through his clothes. She stroked him, her fingers warm but agile.
    “I need you,” she panted, desire lacing her tone. “Saul, I’m burning up here. I need to feel you in me, please. Right now.”
    The faint sound of tittering laughter acted more powerfully on him than a bucket of ice water.
    What the fuck was he doing?
    Every instinct screamed at him. Years of training, all up in smoke from one potently intoxicating kiss from his best friend and the woman of his dreams. Not only had her small indiscretion negated his instinct, but it could also have signed both their death warrants.
    Saul was not overly concerned with his own safety—he’d long since come to terms with the understanding that some day, sooner or later, his luck would run out—but far, far more importantly he’d put Jenn’s life at risk. He loved her, needed her more than oxygen right now. But he’d rather slit