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think she realized she was doing it, because she was too busy frowning at him. “Stop trying to intimidate me. It won’t work.”
    “Addison, did it ever occur to you that I’m not the kind of man who tries to physically intimidate women into submission?”
    She raised an eyebrow. “Recent experience seems to contradict that, don’t you think?”
    Damn it, she had a point. Ever since she waltzed into his office, he’d been crowding her without invitation and generally acting like a shit. Caine started to step back, but her grip on his shirt tightened, keeping him in place. He went still, as fascinated by the confused look on her face as by the warmth of her touch against his chest. She stared at her hand like it didn’t belong to her. “Um…”
    If he were a better man, he’d extract himself from this situation and let her retreat. He wasn’t a better man. He closed the small distance between them and did what he’d wanted to do ever since he set eyes on her.
    He cupped the back of her neck and kissed her.

Chapter Five
    Addison’s world caught fire at the feel of Caine’s lips against hers. It burned through everything she thought she knew, through her expectations, and finally, through her body itself. All in the space between one heartbeat and the next. Every cell of her being wanted to throw herself at him and hang on until the fire raged out. Because it had to rage out eventually. An attraction that flared this strongly off a single kiss couldn’t possibly last for more than an instant.
    But what if it didn’t?
    That question had her shoving him away so hard that her back hit the wall. He barely moved, just stood there, ruining her life with the desire written over his face. “Addison—”
    She couldn’t catch her breath. She couldn’t think. Letting her client—even a reluctant client—kiss her was breaking her rules. Wanting to do it again? Unforgivable. “You’ve got to stop doing this.”
    “Doing what? This is the first time I’ve kissed you.”
    “You know what I mean. Stop trying to bully me.”
    “Do you really want me to?”
    Yes, she did. Hadn’t she just said that? But she couldn’t quite make herself let go of his shirt. In fact, she found herself pulling him closer, inch by inch, as if drawn by a gravitational pull she couldn’t resist. He’d undone the top few buttons at some point during the day and that slice of skin at the top of his chest called to her.
    Maybe Regan was onto something with her theory about pent-up sexual frustration, because Addison suddenly couldn’t think of a single reason why she shouldn’t kiss Caine again.
    So she did.
    She went up onto her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his. It was nearly as innocent as what he’d just done to her, but it didn’t stay that way. The fire that had banked when she pushed him away flared back up with a vengeance. She parted her lips, and he took full advantage, stroking her tongue with his, exploring her mouth as if he had every right. And Addison could only cling to him and return the favor.
    He backed her against the wall, pinning her there with the weight of his body, keeping one hand on her hip and the other buried in her hair. It felt good, but she needed more. She needed touch . Skin on skin. The slide of his body against her own. She needed it so much, she could barely breathe.
    Caine kissed along her jaw and down her throat, but stopped just short of the strap of her dress. She wanted to tell him to keep going, to not stop until she was lost. Damn it, no . This was wrong. She’d had her chance at love and it had ended all too soon. She wasn’t going to ruin Caine’s just because he made her feel good.
    Soul mates only came around once in a lifetime.
    “Stop.”
    He immediately backed off. Her knees tried to buckle, but she leaned against the wall and managed to avoid falling. Any hope that he missed the move died at the grin on his face. “You taste better than I’d guessed.”
    Don’t blush,