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licked her lips. “With who?”
    “John and Nicolas,” he ground out. He moved his face closer to hers. He wanted nothing more than to bury his head into her neck and suck on the sensitive skin there.
    He jumped back when she laughed loudly.
    “Is that what this is all about?” Meg pushed past him and grabbed her bag. “That’s just fucking awesome. I think I’ve made progress with you, and you’re just jealous.”
    He watched, stunned as she pulled her giant bag up the stairs.
     
    Meg grunted as she yanked the bag up the stairs to her house. It was much easier now that her shoes were long forgotten in the street. Only two more stairs, and she could shut the door on all the bullshit.
    She stilled when a hand settled on hers.
    “Wait,” Liam said.
    “Wait? Wait for what, Liam?” She shook his hand off of hers and tossed it in the air. “I’ve been waiting, and it doesn’t seem to matter. And when someone starts to show the slightest interest in me, you run them off.”
    “What, you wanted Lewis?” he nearly shouted.
    “No,” she shouted back. “I want you.”
    They stood, staring each other in the eye. For the first time, she found herself able to stare directly at him thanks to her steps.
    “I can’t,” he said. Emotion colored his words.
    Meg laughed bitterly. “Oh, I know this speech. I can’t, but don’t be with anyone else. I can’t, but let me kiss you and get your hopes up. I can’t. I’m too busy fucking with your emotions.”
    “It’s not like that,” he said firmly and walked up one step.
    “It’s not?” she threw back at him. Anger seeped into every part of her.
    “No,” he said and stomped the rest of the way up the stairs. “I can’t.” He took another step until he was right in front of her. “I can’t, but I want to. Every waking second I want to.”
    Her heart thumped wildly in her chest and when she looked up. She saw her own desires reflected back in his eyes.
    “I have to try so hard not to beat the shit out of every man that looks at you,” he said and stepped even closer.
    Meg licked her lips as she stared at him. “Maybe you should just give in,” she suggested.
    “It’s dangerous,” he whispered. His head still moved forward.
    “So is our job,” she whispered back.
    Liam groaned and swooped down. She groaned when his mouth met hers. It was fierce. Her arms wound around his neck, and she pressed her breasts against his hard chest.
    Meg sighed when his tongue traced the seam of her lips. She opened her mouth and slid her own tongue against his, loving the feel of his mouth sliding into her mouth. He groaned when she bumped against his body. She grinned as they kissed.
    Liam pulled his head back. She groaned when he lifted her legs to wind around his middle and pressed her into the wall.
    “Better,” he growled.
    Her hot center pressed firmly against him, she moaned in his arms. She kissed along his jaw and made her way along his neck to his ear.
    “Remember what I said I’d do if you kissed me again?” she whispered in his ear.
    Liam shivered, and she knew he remembered.
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently bit his earlobe. She sucked it into her mouth and flicked her tongue a few times.
    “Fuck,” he groaned.
    His hips moved forward, and they both groaned.
    “Liam,” she whispered in his ear. “I need more.”
    He paused, and she wondered if he was going to run like he had every other time before.
    “I’m going to hell,” he mumbled.
    Still holding her in his arms, they made their way to the door. When he opened the screen and leaned her against the door, she yelped as they fell through.
    “What the fuck?” he shouted.
    She slipped down from his body and peered into the darkness.
    Liam flipped on the light. Meg gasped.
    Her living room was destroyed. The slashed cushions of her furniture had released their soft innards into the room. Two chairs lay on their sides. Miscellaneous books and DVD cases littered the floor.
    “My