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“I’ll follow you. I can spare an hour or so.”
    He nodded like it was no more than he expected.
    Annoyed, she said, “I’m not sleeping with you.”
    He moved up to her until she felt the brush of his breath. “No?”
    She felt a tremor in her belly that spread wet heat. Keep control of the situation, she reminded herself. “I don’t go to bed on the first date.”
    He reached down and picked up her free hand in his larger one. “Kiss on the first date?”
    She should put a stop to this. But the feel of his hand wrapped around hers was warm and sensual. She opened her mouth to tell him they weren’t dating, but ended up saying, “If I like the man.”
    He ran his thumb over her palm. “You like me. Make out?”
    Regaining her wits, she jerked her hand away. “Ain’t gonna happen, book boy.”
    His face blanked at the nickname, then a grin spread out over his face. “Why don’t we go to my house and take these rules of yours for a test drive?”
    She was playing with fire. She knew it but couldn’t stop herself. Wes was not the man she expected when she walked into his bookstore. There was so much more, and she had a strange compulsion to peel back the layers and find out just who this man was.
    Could she do that and keep her clothes on? Or maybe do it naked, but keep her emotions in check?
    She was going to find out. “Lead on, book boy.”

Chapter 2
    W es flipped the steaks on the grill, then turned to watch Holly walk out the sliding glass door holding two drinks. She had volunteered to make the drinks in his kitchen while he cooked the steaks. He grinned. “Sex on the Beach?”
    She handed him a glass. “Is that a fixation for you?”
    Wes put down his tongs, then took her drink and set both glasses down on the table. He stepped closer to see if she’d move away. “Sex? Or doing it on the beach?”
    She held her ground. “On the beach.”
    â€œNo.” The roar of the waves mixed with the crackle of flames in the fire pit and the sizzle of the steak on the barbeque. He put his hands on her wrists, then ran his palms up her bare arms to her shoulders. “But I’m fixated on you at the moment.” Her skin felt smooth and he wanted more. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so attracted to a woman. What had she been doing following Cullen out to the dock? That was part of the attraction, trying to figure her out. “Who are you, Holly? Why did you come to my book club tonight?”
    She stared at him. “I’ve been looking for a new hobby.”
    He nearly laughed. “I don’t think so. I think you’re after something, but I can’t put my finger on what it is.”
    She grinned. “You haven’t figured it out by now? It’s the steak. I’ve been looking for a man to cook for me.”
    He knew they were playing a game, knew he should push her harder to find out what she was really after. But her skin felt so good, her body was so close, and he wanted her. “Yeah? Do you find that sexy in a man, Holly?”
    She tilted her head slightly. “It’s on my list.”
    â€œAh, the list. If I remember correctly, this was on your list, too.” He lowered his head slowly, giving her time to turn away. But she didn’t and Wes kissed her. Her mouth was soft and welcoming. He slid one hand around her back and another behind her neck. When she didn’t object, he pulled her closer to his body. She tasted hot and slightly sweet from the drink. His blood pressure shot up. He wanted more of her, and slid his tongue deep in her mouth. She put her arms around him and Wes went hard and ready.
    Holly pulled back. “Is that the steaks burning?”
    He blinked. “Hell.” Letting her go, he rescued the steaks. Unbelievable. A single kiss had rattled him. He carried the steaks into the house, added a baked