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not sure I did."
    "You did, baby," he says in a low, gravelly voice, closing the distance between us by pressing his forearms against the truck on either side of my head and leaning in.
    His touch. His breath. His body heat. Every single thing about him is magnified. Each one adds fuel to the ten-alarm blaze Jagger set on fire inside of me. His fingers move against my hair, massaging the top of my head, and I'm almost convinced I'm going to have an orgasm just like this.
    "But now that I know you did it on purpose, I'm a little pissed at you."
    "Why?"
    His fingers trail down to my neck and back up along my jaw line. "You have me all riled up with nowhere to go." His thumb brushes over my bottom lip as he leans closer. So close, I can taste the remnants of beer on his lips as he speaks. I think he's going to kiss me.
    Why doesn't he just do it already!
    "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to take you right here and now against my truck." He bends down just enough to reach his hands around me and lift me by the back of my thighs.
    I hold onto his neck as my legs wrap around his waist. Heart pounding. Need pulsating. I have no control over my body as he presses my back into the door of his truck. Everything around us is a blur.
    Nothing exists but Jagger and I.
    Right here. Right now.
    This moment.
    This breath.
    I should say something. Something hot and sexy. I run my tongue over my lips while racking my brain for anything coherent. Words fail me. I can't think because my mind is numb from the combination of alcohol and Jagger, and even if I could think of something, I still wouldn't be able to speak because he just stole the air from my lungs.
    Jagger's hips press against me. He's hard. He wants me. The thought that I turn him on, that he's holding me pressed up against his truck, has my panties soaked.
    "I'd be lying if I said I can't wait to get in bed to go to sleep, because the first thing I'm going to do when I lie in bed tonight is close my eyes and imagine you giving me a private show, dancing for me. Only for me."
    His mouth moves to my ear, his chest is pressed against mine, and I hope he can't feel how fast and furious my heart beats for him. I try moving. I want to take this to the next level and rub against him, but he's got me pinned too tight. All I can do is stare at his full lips and will him to kiss me.
    "I'd be lying if I said I'll be able to go to sleep without thinking of you and stroking myself to your image because, girl, you've got me hurting bad right now."
    I let out a long, deep sigh. A sigh of longing. I need him. Now. And I don't know why he's torturing me.
    "Careful, sunshine. Sounds like that only make me want you more. And I'm teetering off a very dangerous edge." His thumb brushes over my bottom lip and presses down on it slightly. "I have to admit that even though we haven't kissed, right now I'm imagining the softness of those sweet lips of yours over every part of my body."
    I stare at him, captivated, under a spell of lust and desire. I wait to see what he'll do next, to hear more of what he wants. A long moment passes before I speak, before I can find the courage to say the words out loud.
    "So what are we still doing here?"
    He releases my legs and steadies me on the ground. His hands run up my thighs, then he leans his forehead against mine.
    "Testing the waters."
    "And how are they?"
    "The fact that you're even asking tells me it's not safe to swim."
    "What?" I feel like a needle on a vinyl album that just hit a scratch and skipped. "Why not?"
    "All this time I've been laying it on the line, and you haven't said one word. You haven't made any confessions of your own. And you never closed the distance between us. I came miles to you just now, and all you had to do was lean in, just a little bit."
    I stand on my tiptoes and tilt my mouth up.
    "Hey now, no cheating," he smirks, brushing his thumb along my cheek. These little touches, they're my undoing.
    "I'm not cheating. I'm trying to