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incredible,” he said, nipping the delicate tendon at the side below her ear.
    “You aren’t supposed to notice stuff like that.”
    “I’m not?” He asked, flicking his tongue on the edge of her earlobe.
    Fauna shivered. “No you aren’t.”
    “Then why did you bother to put perfume on, if no one is supposed to notice it?” His lips closed over the soft offering and Fauna’s anxious whimper definitely heated his blood, if not hers.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
     
    Fauna twisted her fingers into Cooper’s cotton sweatshirt. Soft and warm from his body, it felt more like a promise of a hug than clothing. His arms circled her, his firm thighs bracketed her bottom where he sat cross-legged on the grass. His body practically dwarfed hers and the fact that he was suckling her ear, his breath fluttering into the sensitive whorls and raising goose bumps all over her body, did nothing to make her want to keep pushing him away.
    His thick hair brushed her jaw like a silken caress. Fauna’s eyes automatically closed to savor the feeling of Cooper’s delicious attention. Her body tightened and parts of her that she’d insisted remain dormant to his charms shivered to life every second she didn’t move away.
    “Really bad timing,” she breathed. She’d said the words aloud more to hang onto the thoughts she knew were important, than to actually object.
    Cooper scraped his teeth just behind her ear and Fauna lost all sense. Her fists pulled him in instead of pushing him back. She didn’t remember letting go of his shirt, but her fingers did sink into his thick, gorgeous hair to hold him against her as his lips, teeth, and tongue seduced her.
    His lips seemed to inflame her flesh with ribbons of liquid heat, making the rest of her feel chilled from the difference. Fauna threw her head back allowing him to do whatever he wanted to her. The world shifted and suddenly, she was lying in the grass, Cooper over her.
    His lips found hers again. Fauna slitted her eyes and deliriously thought she saw a red glow before she dismissed it in favor of closed eyes and absorbed sensations. Her breasts ached, nipples in hard cold points under two layers of clothing. She heard the snaps pop on her windbreaker and nearly cried with relief that her breasts would finally get some attention.
    Cooper stopped abruptly. His breath quick and puffing in sharp bursts on her cheek. “Wrong place, wrong time,” he rasped. “Not like this.”
    Confused and still dazed Fauna looked up at his dark silhouette. “Wh-what?”
    “You’re right. You deserve a lot better than this.”
    “What?” she asked her voice sounding squeaky. “No, I don’t.”
    “Yes, you do. I shouldn’t have come onto you like this.”
    “You can’t just stop all the sudden.”
    “So now you don’t want me to stop?” he asked, sounding confused.
    “No. Wait…”
    Fauna sat up. Cooper gave her some room. She licked her lips and tried to remember what had started the whole thing and why she suddenly didn’t want him to stop when stopping would be a good thing, right? It had to be a good thing. She shouldn’t be making out with a coworker. She especially shouldn’t be making out with a coworker who was on duty with her. And hadn’t it been she who’d first said it was a bad idea?
    Why had she said it was a bad idea?
    Crickets chirped around her and she remembered. “Oh, my God! I can’t believe you did that!”
    “It’s not rocket science. I felt like kissing you. You seemed to be feeling it too.”
    “Not until you stuck your tongue in my ear,” she accused.
    “I didn’t stick my tongue in your ear.”
    “You might as well have.”
    Cooper sighed and stood. He held out his hand, but Fauna rejected the help and got to her feet quickly, dusting off her bottom. If she’d taken his hand, she might have pulled him on top of her again. Except that he’d never laid on her, only laid her down and hovered over her. And it pissed her off because she