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her nose. The flavor of his scent flowed over her tongue, and her heart started to pound viciously in her chest.
    Somewhere in her mind a small voice was trying to warn her, trying to be reasonable, but she couldn’t hear a damn word. Not that she really cared right now. Every cell in her body seemed to strain toward this stranger. The force of it was a deafening rush in her head.
    Kel watched as he lifted his head, her wrist chained loosely in his long fingers, and searched her face. His eyes roved slowly over her with such intensity that she could almost feel them.
    She trembled. Kel never trembled, not anymore. At least not in fear. No, this was a delicate, delicious kind of tremble that felt like her body was being stroked. And the man was definitely the kind to tremble over.
    He had a wide forehead and the most incredible deep-set eyes. They were a dark green with strange gold centers that seemed to have lives of their own, expanding and contracting around the blackness of his pupils. It was almost erotic. His dark blond hair fell down around the slashing bones of his cheeks and fell just past his dimpled chin. There was a dark blond growth of hair around his mouth in a closely trimmed goatee, making his full lips seem so much softer by contrast.
    The broad width of his shoulders cast her in shadow and narrowed into slim hips and long legs. He was wearing a long-sleeved black thermal shirt and a knee-length leather jacket, faded blue jeans, and black boots. He made her mouth water and her heart pound with anticipation.
    But anticipation of what?
    Okay, Kel, get a grip.
    The sweepers would be here in mere minutes to clean up the bloody mess left behind by that slimy dealer. And she had no idea who the yummy stranger was. He could very well be one of the bad guys, despite what her gut and, obviously, libido were telling her. She forced air into her lungs to regain her equilibrium.
    And the world dropped away from beneath her again. Pressing the palm of one hand against the firm muscles of his chest, she tried to steady herself.
    She was held suspended, her mind utterly still, the slow thud of his heart reverberating beneath her palm. She felt herself sinking into the pools of his eyes, absorbing him deeper and deeper with each breath. The heat of his body surrounded her as he lowered his head again. His hand slid slowly up the bare skin of her arm to cup the back of her neck. The pace of his thudding heart increased beneath her palm.
    Kel’s stomach flipped over when, with a flash of white teeth, one of his sharply pointed canines slid across the flesh of his bottom lip. The movement drew her eye, and she stared in fascination as a scarlet drop of blood welled up from the puncture he’d made. His head slowly lowered over her and the scent of his blood filled her. Her stomach muscles clenched in reaction. Then his lips slanted across hers, and his hot tongue plunged into the moist depths of her mouth.
    Kel jerked as the sharp, spicy tang of his blood slid over her tongue. It felt like someone had touched her with a live wire. Her entire body arched and tightened, and sparks exploded behind her eyelids. One of his hands fisted in the short hair at the nape of her neck as his other hand released his grip on her wrist and grasped the wide belt at her lower back, jerking her body into his. Her skin prickled beneath the sensation that zinged mercilessly through her system. It felt like her body had been asleep all this time and was finally waking up.
    And her body wasn’t the only one waking up. She could feel the hard ridge of his cock against the softness of her belly and she pressed herself closer. She needed to be closer. He pulled on her belt, and she fisted both hands in the front of his shirt, needing to hold on to something in the maelstrom of sensations spinning crazily around her. Jerking at his shirt, she raised her knees around his lean hips to lock her ankles at his back. She needed to feel the hard ridge of his