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presence like the one Meg possessed.
    He inched closer, putting his face next to hers, his breath tickling the lobe of her ear. “I can tell you what you’d like.” He skimmed his hand along her arm, making every nerve ending come alive. “Would you like to know what that is?”
    Hilly eased away from him, afraid to let him touch her a moment longer. If she did, she’d lose her ability to break free. At the very least, she’d lose control of her body. His touch sent shivers of excitement racing through her. Unable to move any faster, she edged to the other end of the counter and offered a weak smile to the mother leaving with her child.
    “I’d like you to go.” She let out a breath she hadn’t known she’d held.
    “Aw, come on, Hilly. I realize you’re not very experienced in these things, but I’m sure I could teach you.” His dark eyes held her as he whispered, his voice husky with desire. “The things I could teach you would blow your mind.”
    Confusion mixed with anger to flare inside her and wipe away her timidity. “You want to teach me?” She snorted, knowing how the rude noise sounded but not caring. “You couldn’t teach me a thing. At least nothing I’d want to learn.”
    He gritted his teeth, making a muscle in his jaw twitch. “You really don’t think so?”
    “No. I really don’t think so.” The look he gave her burned through her, and she had to avert her eyes from his.
    “Wanna bet?”
    She had to leave, had to get away before she lost a wager she didn’t want to make. “No. Please be gone by the time I come back.” Pushing away from him, she hurried down the hallway leading to the rear of the store and the safety of her sisters.
    She gasped to find him blocking her way. “How do you do that?”
    “Do what?”
    She fisted her hands on her hips. “You know damn well what I mean. How do you—”
    He pressed his mouth against hers, cutting off her sentence. The kiss was sensual, more seductive than any kiss she’d ever experienced. He sought her lips, at first tender, then tempting her to take the kiss further. With his tongue, he traced a path along the seam of her lips, as though asking permission to enter. But he didn’t wait for permission and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She moaned, enjoying the intoxicating, spicy taste.
    Snaking his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer, flattening her breasts against his solid chest until she could feel the buttons of his shirt through the material of her blouse. She inhaled, taking in the hot scent that singed the insides of her nostrils. Unclenching her hands, she slid her arms over the wide shoulders to the muscles that would yield to nothing and locked her fingers behind his neck.
    He slipped a hand lower to cup her butt cheek. Her heart leapt to her throat. She was both surprised and stunned at his move. Yet she surprised herself more with her quick acceptance of his intimate caress.
    She wished she’d worn a skirt. Anything besides the loose khakis she found comfortable for working in the shop. Her frustration filled her moan and he increased his fervor. Heat boiled in the vee between her legs, and she lifted one leg to wrap it around his. Now it was his turn to moan as he took her weight in his hands and lifted her to ram her against the wall. Her breath puffed out of her, and she clutched him tighter, afraid he’d mistake the sound for pain.
    Hilly had recognized his power before, had known he possessed an unusual strength. Yet she hadn’t expected to feel as light as a feather in his grip. Using the wall to brace herself, she wrapped both her legs around him and pushed against the oh-so-thick bulge in his slacks.
    She arched against him, urging him to take her right there in the hallway of her bakery where her customers could hear them. She closed her eyes, no longer caring what anyone might think, no longer needing to set an example for her sisters. Hilly smiled, a wickedly sexy smile no one would see.
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