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I narrowed my eyes her way. “Just so we’re clear, Idowant you there. And I’m one of this town’s finest; I donotcave under pressure.”

“Don’t I know it,” she muttered, confirming my suspicions.

It was time to clear that up, too.

I slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. “Look at me.”

I waited until I had her complete and undivided attention.

“Donot, for one moment, make the mistake of thinking I don’t want you, Haven. That I don’t lose sleep every night because all I can think about is having you. In my bed. In my shower. On the floor. Against the door.”

She sucked in a breath. “Then, why don’t you?”

“Because I don’t want to have sex with you.”

“But you just said—”

“I want to make love to you,” I clarified before she could say any more. “Once I start, I’m not going to stop. I need you to understand the consequences of taking that next step.”

“Consequences?” she whispered. She looked so sexy, so unbelievably beautiful, andhopeful.

“Consequences,” I said quietly but firmly. “I’m falling in love with you, Haven McAlister, and you need to know what you’re getting into. I’m a cop. It’s a dangerous job. I work long hours and—”

Haven reached up suddenly, grabbed my head, and pulled me down into a soul-searing kiss. Everything I was going to say fled my mind; I could only feel her body pressing against me, taste her tongue dancing with mine, and scent the fresh fragrance of warm woman, coffee, and baked goods—everything that symbolizedhometo me.

When she finally eased up, I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.

“I know what you are,” she said, her voice husky. “And I’m falling for you, too. In fact, I think I’m already down for the count.”










Chapter Fifteen: Haven

Iheld my breath andsummoned my courage, having just admitted I had it bad for Officer Vinnie. But that was only half of what I wanted to say. What I had been building myself up for. Thankfully, he had given me the perfect opening.

“You need to know what you’re getting into, too,” I told him softly. “If you take me up on my offer, I expect it to mean something.”

He blinked, momentarily obscuring the desire in those dark, intense eyes. “What offer?”