winked at her before disappearing out the door.
"Look, Daegan.” She reluctantly turned to face him. “A lot happened last night, and I don't disagree that we should probably discuss it, but I have a shoot this afternoon, and it takes time to prepare.” Not that she really wanted to get into all the nitty-gritty details about that.
"Running again?"
She narrowed her eyes and pressed her hands to her hips. “No, I am not running again. I fully remember what happened here last night. As crazy as I think it is for us to take one night and try to turn it into something I don't understand, I'm not going to pretend I didn't mean what I said."
He shifted his stance and stepped closer. “I think crazy is underrated."
Damn. Just when she thought his arrogance would fuel her anger, he turned on her with something different.
Jennifer took a shaky breath. “Why do you do that?"
He smiled. “Do what?"
"Say things that throw me off-balance."
Daegan stared at her for a long moment. “That's nothing compared to this."
"What?” she whispered.
Instead of responding, he cupped his hand behind her neck and pulled her forward until their lips hovered precariously close. Her sudden intake of breath disappeared when their mouths met. His left hand touched her cheek, shattering her almost nonexistent resistance as the kiss turned hot and hard instantly.
Their tongues met and tangled as the sheer strength of his possession consumed her. Unable to catch her breath, she clung to him like a life preserver in a violent storm. Daegan growled into the kiss seconds before his teeth grasped her lower lip and nipped the sensitive skin.
All the reasons she couldn't agree to Daegan's deal evaporated under the incredible onslaught of tongue and teeth working their way around her mouth. The only thing that mattered was the way he made her feel in that moment. Wanted. Cherished. Desired. He made it so easy to let everything else slide away.
Under her hands, his muscles flexed and bunched as she inched her way across the heated flesh of his broad shoulders. Jennifer gave in to her desires and poured everything she'd held back in that kiss. He inspired her to be something she rarely was—honest about her needs.
Pressure built deep in her chest, starting a vibration inside her that escaped from her mouth in a low moan of sweet ecstasy. The fear she'd been swamped with from the moment she'd woken up with troubling memories faded to a distant part of her mind. Not forgotten but demoted to unimportant.
Heat surged between her thighs, preparing for Daegan to take what he so obviously wanted from her. Excitement bubbled in her stomach. She moved her hands, first across his pecs and then trailed her fingers along the faint line of hair that led lower. His abdominal muscles twitched, and his fingers pressed harder to her cheeks, spurring her to keep going until she reached the barrier of his pants. When she tried to attack the button that would remove them, he covered her hands with his and pulled from the kiss.
"Daegan?” She kept her voice low, not wanting to break the moment.
A harsh curse word sounded between them, and Jennifer closed her eyes against it. Tears sprang to her eyes, which she valiantly kept from falling. There was so much tension between them now it felt like hot, thick air on the worst Southern summer day. Daegan rubbed the back of his neck, more evidence of his agitation.
"You need to go now, Jennifer."
She blinked, taken aback by the sudden change in his demeanor. “What?” She definitely didn't understand him at all. The bulge in his pants and the way he touched her indicated that he wanted her, yet he didn't take what he needed. Wasn't that what it was all about? “I don't understand."
"I know you don't. That's why you need to leave now.” He backed away from her and scooped her clothes from the floor. “Get dressed."
Jennifer snatched the garments from his hand and hastily put them on. She had no idea what his