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you.”
    “Why?”
    “Cause you’re different. You’re not like the others.”
    “You’re right. I’m not. Is that a bad thing?”
    Shades let out a huff, “Not hardly. It’s a good thing. A very good thing.”
    Her eyes strayed to the bed.
    “You havin’ second thoughts?”
    “No. Are you?”
    His hand lifted to cup her face, his thumb moving over her mouth, his eyes following its movement. “This fire, baby. It could burn us both.”
    “Do you care?”
    “I could get kicked out of the club for this.”
    “If Cole or Crash found out, they’d never let me up there again.’
    “You willing to risk it?”
    “Yes. Are you?”
    “I’m standin’ here, aren’t I?”
    “I am, too, Shades. I’m right here.”
    “You know they’re gonna say we’re bad for each other.”
    “How are we bad for each other?”
    “They’ll say that I’m no good for you. That I’ll do nothing but drag you down. Are you gonna believe ‘em?”
    “No.”
    “Maybe you should.”
    “And if they tell you a girl like me will bring you nothing but problems, that I’m nothing more than a distraction, one you can’t afford to have, are you going to believe them?”
    “What do you think?”
    “Say it.”
    “No, baby. I’ll never believe that.”
    The words must have touched her, because she surprised him by stepping closer, her hands sliding under his cut to push it back over his shoulders and down to drop on the dresser behind him. She didn’t stop there. Her hands moved down to the hem of his tee shirt, and he helped her, reaching behind his head to grab two handfuls of fabric and pull it over his head. It fell to the floor as his eyes locked on hers, watching as her gaze moved over his shoulders, arms and chest. They stopped on the rosary chain that hung around his neck. Her hand moved to the silver cross dangling over his cut six-pack. She picked it up, and he watched her study it. And then she asked, “Are you Catholic?”
    A smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. “Not a very good one.” He saw the confusion in her eyes. “It was my mother’s. I wear it for her. Keep her close to my heart.”
    “She wanted you to be a good Catholic boy?”
    The smile twisted on his face. “Obviously it didn’t take too well.”
    She smiled back at him. “I don’t think you’re such a bad guy.”
    His hands slid to her waist, and he pulled her closer. “Good to know, ‘cause tonight you’re gonna give in to me, Skylar.”
    “Am I?”
    His brows came together in a confused frown. “Hey, if you’re not feeling it, babe-” He broke off, standing up and starting to push her away, but she grabbed his arm, stopping him, more with her words than the hand on his bicep.
    “No, I want this, Shades. I do.”
    Before he could stop himself, he stood and took her head in both his hands to pull her close. Burying his hands in her hair, he pulled her head back, tilting her face up to his as he looked down at her. There was something about the way she looked up at him with those innocent blue eyes that had him aching for her. He whispered, “Then close your eyes, babe, and we’ll dive in the deep end together.”
    Her eyes slid closed.
    He pressed his lips to hers in a soft gentle kiss, holding it a moment. And then he bent and grabbed her under her ass, lifting her and carrying her as he strode to the bed. And then she was down on her back, and he was on top of her, where he’d wanted to be all fucking summer, his hips cradled between her spread thighs. Goddamn that felt right. He brushed the hair back from her face and stared into her beautiful eyes.
    “Shades?”
    “Yeah?”
    “I just don’t want to get hurt.”
    Her soft admission gave him pause. The empty promise was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t bring himself to say the words. He wanted honesty between them. If this all went to shit, at least he’d know he hadn’t reeled her in with a pack of lies. “I can’t promise you that, babe. No one can.” He