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Give. Me. More . She clutched at his shoulders, but that wasn’t nearly enough. As her chest tried to become one with his, her greedy fingers fisted in his hair and took the kiss deeper, but it still wasn’t enough.
    Her cell phone vibrated, and her fuzzy brain reluctantly began to come back into focus. He had one hand splayed across her back, the other tangled in her hair, and his talented mouth was doing everything it could to deaden her brain cells one by one.
    Yes. Please!
    Her phone vibrated again, and then the world spun away. She heard a moan and realized it came from her own lungs. She had no business leading him on. Lizzie tried to force herself to pull away, but it proved too difficult. His kisses were all consuming. She wanted to stay right there in his arms, with his mouth crushed to hers and his heart pounding so hard against her that it felt like it had climbed into her body.
    They shouldn’t do this. It couldn’t go anywhere. He would never want a girlfriend who was the Naked Baker, and she couldn’t give that up until Maddy had her degree. Reality refused to be shoved aside. Reality sucked. She pressed her hand firmly to his chest, forcibly pushing him away as she gulped in air. He blinked several times without saying a word, and she gripped his shirt in fisted hands.
    “Say something,” she pleaded. Oh God, what have we done? Their friendship was at stake, and the longer he remained silent, the worse she felt. “Blue!” She didn’t mean to raise her voice, but she was mad at herself for giving in to her desires—and equally as angry at herself for pulling away and making them stop.
    He shook his head and narrowed his eyes, as if she were just coming back into focus.
    “Sorry. I’m sorry. I thought...” He scrubbed a hand down his face and took a step back, but she was still clutching his shirt. He covered her hands with one of his and smiled.
    “We can’t do this,” she managed in a thin voice she didn’t recognize.
    “Why?” He stepped closer again, and she pressed back against the counter, afraid if she didn’t, she’d kiss him again.
    “Because.”
    “That’s not an answer,” he whispered as he slid a hand down her side to her waist, leaving a trail of renewed heat.
    “I can’t,” she said, despite the voice in her head telling her to shut up. “My life is crazy.”
    “So is mine.”
    “It’s complicated.” It was a lame excuse, but the best she could muster while still reeling from their kiss.
    “We’ll figure it out.” His face was serious, his voice earnest, and his hand on her waist was sending little shock waves of desire zinging through her. “Lizzie, I’ve wanted to go out with you for a year. How can you say no after that kiss? I know you felt the same fury of emotions that I did. I could feel it in the way you kissed me.”
    Fury of emotions? She’d never felt such fierce desire, been so completely lost in a man. She pried his fingers from her waist and forced the words from her lungs. “We should fix the oven.”
    “There’s a reason I didn’t stop asking you out.” His tone was gentle, but his words were confident. “I knew we should be together, and after that kiss, I’m sure of it. I’m not walking away from you, Lizzie.”
    “I’m not asking you to walk away. Just…We can’t do that .”
    His brows furrowed. “So, you aren’t asking me to walk away? You’ll go out with me again?”
    “This wasn’t a date.” I’m so screwed . Solo shower sex was totally not going to cut it after that kiss.
    “Right.” He smiled. “Go out with me tomorrow.”
    “Blue…”
    He took a step back and held his palms up in surrender. She instantly missed the heat of them on her skin.
    “As friends,” he said. “Go out with me tomorrow as friends.”
    She still had to edit her webcast. She should have had it done already, but she’d wasted all evening. No, I didn’t waste a second of it . She’d be up all night editing, and then she’d be exhausted