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“I’d be a lot tinier if I’d been
squished between those lockers.”
    They looked at each other quickly, neither wanting to
laugh.
    “That was bad,” she said quietly. It was horrible.
Tasteless. Yet she didn’t know how else to let out the emotion that
was building to dangerous levels inside her.
    “It’s okay,” Troy said.
    She licked her lips nervously. She just had to know
one thing. “How did you know what was happening?”
    “I saw the first one topple.”
    Her mouth dropped open. She hadn’t had a clue, but
he’d seen the disaster in the making – and he’d thrown himself into
its way. Cold darts of horror shot down her spine. He would have
been perfectly safe if he’d just stayed where he was, but he’d
risked his life.
    For her.
    That dangerous emotion spilled over and she reached
out and cupped his face.
    “Thank you,” she whispered. An indescribable look
came over his face and she clutched his shirt impulsively. The
fear. The exhilaration. The need to connect. They all became too
much. Pulling him closer, she leaned forward and kissed him.
    At the touch of Lita’s lips, Troy groaned. She was so
soft. So sweet.
    And he’d almost lost her.
    Dropping the wet paper cloth onto the floor, he
caught her. He pulled her close until he had both arms wrapped
around her. Her soft breasts crushed against his chest and he could
feel her heart pounding hard against his.
    He wanted to let her know that she really was all
right. That he was there for her. As comforting as the kiss started
out to be, though, they were both teenagers… teenagers who’d been
dancing around each other for a long time.
    Adrenaline didn’t help the matter.
    With each breath they took, the kiss got hotter. And
sexier. Lita shuddered when he pressed his tongue into her mouth,
but then she boldly met it with her own. That little action alone
nearly made Troy come in his pants.
    Yet she jerked away the moment she touched him.
    “Sorry,” he said instinctively. Embarrassment slashed
through him. God, what had he been thinking? Who did he think he
was? He’d forgotten his place.
    He started to back away from her, but she surprised
the hell out of him by yanking at his t-shirt. “I can’t stand the
filth anymore. Take it off!”
    For a moment, he stood there stupefied.
    Then he woke up fast. She wanted him naked? He could
do that. He caught the material in both fists.
    Still, he wasn’t ready for what he saw when he
whipped it over his head. Lita was pulling at her own T-shirt as if
it was covered with bugs. He watched, immobilized, as she tugged it
off and let it go sailing.
    Suddenly, he was the one who couldn’t breathe.
    Lita Lopez was sitting half-naked in front of him.
And God, was she pretty. She was petite, but she had curves. Her
perky breasts were practically spilling out of that lacy bra she
was wearing.
    “Damn lazy janitors,” he said.
    She let out a short laugh, but then she looked at him
and went still. For the first time in his life, Troy was glad for
the work he did at his dad’s junk yard. It had made him strong.
    And tough.
    Even so, his knees went wobbly when she laid her
hands on his chest.
    “Lita,” he said reverently. He’d dreamed about how it
would feel if she touched him. His fantasies weren’t nearly as good
as the real thing. Reaching for her, he pulled her right across the
counter until their upper bodies were pressed tight.
    Skin to skin. Except for the bra. It had to go.
    He had it unhooked before she took another
breath.
    “Oh!” she gasped when he began to pull it off of her.
She caught at the shoulder straps when they began to slide down her
arms. “You’re fast.”
    Not nearly as fast as he wanted to be. Troy looked
into her eyes, not caring if his need showed on his face.
    God, he had to see her.
    Touch her.
    Lita could hear her heart pounding in her ears. Troy
was looking at her as if he could eat her right up. She’d felt his
interest before, but not like this. His body was