Annie’s cheeks flushed a deeper red and Mac felt vindicated. She did remember. And she felt it, too. The pull of that time, the need to find out if it was still there, that thing between them. If he kissed her right now, what would she do? Would it feel like the first time? Better? God, he wanted to find out. He wrapped his hand around the nape of her neck, his fingers putting pressure on the tension there. Annie’s eyes fluttered closed. He leaned forward and she didn’t stop him, didn’t knee him in the groin. He tightened his grip, just a little, just enough to have Annie melting toward him,
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