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new to the area was interested in that sort of position—friends-with-benefits-no-strings-attached—how would one apply? Online? Or in person?"
    He tossed back his head and gave a deep, masculine laugh that sent a stream of shivers down her spine, pooling conveniently in her already primed lady parts. Her hands tightened on the steering wheel.
    Since they'd reached the end of her driveway and had no traffic behind her, she threw the shifter into park and turned to face him.
    Before she could offer any slightly embarrassed disclaimer for such an obvious come on, he released the latch on his safety belt and moved closer.
    "In person. I go with my gut. Usually one kiss will do. Either there's chemistry or there's not."
    "Chemistry. Crap. My least favorite subject in school. But I do like kissing."
    She leaned in, too.

    A usten could have come up with a dozen—make that a trillion—reasons not to kiss this beautiful stranger. But, for all his reputed logic and claims he was a rule maker, not a rule breaker, he was lonely. And...as much as it killed him to admit the fact, he' had reached a point where he was unsure of what to do next. Him. Rudderless. Now, living in the moment seemed like the only rational choice he had.
    Besides...she offered. It wouldn't be neighborly to turn her down. Right?
    He caught her lips, which were softer than he'd imagined. A perfect match to his. Her eyes remained opened...for their initial contact, then her lids lowered in a sultry, utterly into it way that made him give a low, unplanned growl. What was it about that moment of surrender that brought out the beast in him?
    When her perfect lips parted to invite him in, he closed his eyes, too. She tasted good. Mint gum? Maybe just leftover toothpaste. But there was sweetness, as well. A hint of honey. And he wanted more.
    While his mouth plundered, his hands moved down her back to pull her closer.
    "Um, oh...no. Seatbelt," she murmured.
    He pulled back and looked down. "Oh. Duh."
    He stabbed the release button so she could slip free of it.
    They stalled...for half a second before she grinned and plastered herself against him. "Um. You're a good kisser. Very good. But I want you to be sure. No doubts."
    She wasn't aggressive, just methodical. As if she were hitting all the bullet points in a textbook called Rules of Kissing. Austen could have stopped her at any point and said, "You're hired." But a part of him couldn't wait to be taken to school.
    She nibbled and teased. Her tongue engaged his in a clever, nonverbal debate. A first for him. Kissing had always been a mere step on the road to the big show. With Serena, a stranger, the playful exploration was fun.
    What would sex be like with her?
    Would? Hell, no. Will. What will sex with Serena be like?
    He wrapped his arms around her possessively. He had to find out. Now. Right now.
    Honk. Honk.
    The rumble of an engine outside the purr of Serena's truck burst the bubble of sexual euphoria that enveloped them. Serena gave a peep not unlike the sound the little alpaca made when she realized a strange man was holding her much too closely. Like Betty, Serena reared back. "Oh, shit. It's Jason."
    Flustered and red-faced, she backed up, swerving to the side like a real pro, to give the lifted four-wheel drive truck space to pull in. She lowered the driver's side window.
    "You're late."
    The kid, who looked vaguely familiar to Austen, tried to fake a sheepish expression. "My truck wouldn't start."
    "Not my problem. I told you ten. It's nearly noon. If that's your idea of a work ethic, you won't work for me."
    Serena's fierce reprimand wiped the smirk off the kid's face. "Sorry, Ms. James. I didn't know you meant early. You just said Saturday morning."
    Lazy try, at best, kid.
    Jason. Jason. Oh, crap, Jason Briggs. His foreman's nephew. Linebacker. Son of Molly Briggs, one of Marietta's biggest gossips.
    "Morning is gone. And so is your chance to earn some money. I will give you one more chance next