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"Keep doing that, and I'm gonna forget I'm supposed to be a gentleman."

Her eyes sparkle.

"Are you?"

"Trying."

She smiles.

Then kisses me properly.

And there goes the rest of my fucking restraint.

I slide my hand into her hair and tilt her head, taking the kiss deeper.

She makes that sound again.

Soft.

Needy.

Right against my mouth.

Fuck.

I pull her closer.

Her fingers tighten against my shoulders.

My free hand settles at her waist, slipping beneath the edge of her sweater.

Warm skin.

Soft.

She shivers.

I draw back just enough to see her face.

"Cold?"

She gives me a look.

"You know perfectly well that isn't the problem."

I grin.

Can't help it.

Her eyes widen.

Then her mouth falls open.

"Oh."

"What?"

"There it is."