white shorts and fidgeting with the edge of his sweatshirt, which she still wore. She smiled, and he rose to talk to her. Christ, that didn’t help . She was only a few inches away, and when she lifted her eyes to look at him, he swore they darkened seductively. As if his legs had minds of their own, he stepped closer. The air between them thickened with desire, and he couldn’t resist caressing her cheek.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long.” Was there truth serum in the drink Hunter had given him? What the hell was he doing?
“Blue…”
It wasn’t a warning, and he was pretty sure she wasn’t telling him to stop, but he needed to be sure.
“I can’t help it, Lizzie. This is the closest you’ve let me get to you since we met. I won’t take it further. I just…” Want to kiss you .
“I’m not good for you,” she said so softly he almost didn’t hear her.
He searched her eyes, but she wasn’t giving anything away. “What does that mean?”
She held his gaze. “It means that we shouldn’t get close.”
“Lizzie—”
She pressed her finger to his lips. “This isn’t easy for me. I had a nice time with you tonight. It was wonderful to spend an evening out and to get to know you better and to… feel so much.”
He heard a but coming and was terrified of losing their connection. He slid his hand to the nape of her neck and stepped in closer. “I don’t understand.”
She dropped her eyes and closed them for a breath, and when she opened them, she said, “I’m sorry.”
“You don’t feel what I feel? Like there’s a force pulling us together?”
“I feel…” She swallowed hard, as if she could swallow whatever it was that she felt. “I feel like if you kiss me, I’m going to tumble into you.”
Thank the fucking Lord for little favors . He couldn’t suppress his smile.
“And…?”
She trapped her lower lip between her teeth. “And that’s not good. For you. Trust me. I’ll only let you down.”
“Lizzie Barber, you are a smart, beautiful woman, but please let me be the judge of that.”
***
LIZZIE WAS TRYING, really trying, to resist pressing her lips to Blue’s, but the powers that be must have had it out for her. Maybe it was for keeping a secret from her family or living a double life, but she was sure this was some sort of test of strength. Blue smelled musky and earthy, and his hand was hot on her neck. He was thick and powerful, but his touch was gentle and somehow possessive at once. The feel of his calloused hand made her want to experience his rough hands all over her naked skin. She wanted to know how his mouth tasted and if his kisses would be hard or soft, if he explored with his tongue or claimed and demanded. She wanted to go through every item on her Lick-It list and maybe even delve into her Fuck-It list. She’d never met a man who made her want to be wholesome and dirty at once, but she could see it in Blue’s eyes, the gentleman and the bad boy. It was a tempting combination, one she wasn’t sure she could resist for long. But she owed it to him to try.
He’d asked her out for a year. A year . What kind of guy pursues a woman for a year?
What kind of woman turns down someone as wonderful as Blue?
“Blue—”
Before she could say another word, he pressed his lips to hers. Her mind went numb, and her legs followed. She clutched at his shirt for support as he slicked his tongue over her lower lip, teasing her there before dipping inside and stroking over her tongue. Blue didn’t hurry the kiss. He deepened it, lingering over every surface of her mouth as if he were savoring every second of the hottest, most passionate kiss he’d ever experienced, the same way she was. It had been a long time since she’d kissed a man, but she couldn’t remember ever feeling like this. Her entire body was aflame, and what the heck was her leg doing? Sliding up his thigh? Her hips pressed into his, and— holy Moses —he groaned. Groaned! Like,