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let go of his cock and grabbed his shoulders, running her nails over his back as she held back her moan. He quickened his pace and kissed a trail up her neck to nibble on her ear.
    “You’re so close, aren’t you, Alexis? I can feel it. So damn close and all I have to do is make one little move to send you where you want to be. Would you like that?”
    Alexis did the unimaginable and pressed her greedy and hungry lips to his. Their tongues dueled for purchase, each demanding more from the other.
    “That’s my girl,” he said when he broke the kiss.
    He twisted his fingers and hit her G-spot, and she came instantly. Her body quivered around his fingers as he continued to work them inside of her, bringing her down from her high.
    When her senses returned, she held his gaze as he slipped his fingers free.
    “I’m not your girl.”
    His lips twitched. “You will be.” He leaned in and kissed her neck once more. “Be ready by eight for our date.”
    He winked and cupped her neck, leaving her with an even hotter kiss than the one she’d just given.
    “I’m not dating you. I thought I made that clear,” she mumbled against his lips before he released her and climbed out.
    “You also said you weren’t kissing me.” He winked and got dressed. He glanced around the woods one last time. “No more skinny-dipping. Next time you get in this water, you better be wearing a swimsuit.”
    Alexis’ mouth had parted before she snapped it close. Fire licked her veins as she rose out of the water, her boobs in full view. “You can’t tell me what to do.”
    “I’ll pick you up at eight.”
    “This was a one and done, big boy. I’m not going out with you.”
    He finished dressing, picked up her phone and typed something into it before he set it back down. “Be ready at eight.”

 
     
    Chapter 3
     
     
     
    Alexis paced her living room. With every step she took, the fire in the fireplace flickered higher before it calmed back down. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and she wore nothing more than a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. She was not going out on a date with Cole Buchanan. She was embarrassed enough she’d let herself get carried away. He was a virtual stranger, and it had not been something she’d normally do, even if she’d acted like she did. Hell, she didn’t even have alcohol to blame her actions on. She’d been a wanton hussy, and damn if that didn’t piss her off more.
    “He doesn’t know where I live.” That thought gave her a little piece of mind. She’d bought the house from her uncle. It was secluded in the forest, near the caves she liked to explore, and she had a lake in her backyard, which she’d use any time she saw fit, with or without a bathing suit. Thank you very much.
    She glanced at the clock once again. It read five minutes past eight before she let her boiling anger subside. He was screwing with her. Typical. She shook her head, walked into the kitchen, and poured herself a glass of wine, content to relax by the fire and read the new book she’d just bought. This was her life. Working at the salon, running, and the peace of her home.
    She heard the knock on her door and jumped from her spot. Moving over to the window, she inched back the curtain. Cole stood on her stoop.
    “It’s after eight,” she called out. “The carriage has already turned back into a pumpkin. Sorry.” She held in her giggle.
    “Open the door, Alexis. This is important.”
    His voice was devoid of humor, and she watched as he ran his hand over his head. It hit her with the force of a brick that something might actually be wrong.
    She moved to the door, unlocked the bolts, and pulled it open. He stepped inside, cupped her neck, and pressed his lips to hers in a demanding kiss, only to pull back a minute later. His breathing was labored. His chin was smudged with soot and he had a manila envelope beneath his arm.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked, instinctively knowing the kiss wasn’t what was so