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opened for him, and his tongue slid along hers, stroking, imitating the mating she was starting to crave as long-dormant parts of her heated and came to life again.
    She slipped both hands around his neck, giving herself over to the sensations. Long, slow kisses. His large, warm hand stroked her back under her sweater. Her hands moved to his chest, gripping his shirt. Lord, she was already hot and wet and aching for more. He slipped his other hand under her shirt, and she felt her bra spring open.
    She broke the kiss. What was she doing? She was supposed to be getting to know her future husband not sleeping with him every time he kissed her. Okay, just the one time, but look what happened then. Hello, Bryce!
    “That’s enough for tonight,” she said.
    He pulled back and stared at her, his eyes hazy with lust. She couldn’t screw this up. The stakes were high with Bryce’s future happiness in the balance. Maybe if she did everything the opposite of how she’d normally act with a guy, they might actually stand a chance.
    “What?” he asked, though she was sure he must’ve heard her.
    “Slow, remember?”
    He stood and adjusted himself. “Sure.”
    She stood, grabbed her coat, and slipped it on. She avoided his eyes. “I think we’ll do fine on Friday. Thank you for dinner.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    He walked her to the door, and just as she thought she might escape, he snagged her by the belt loop on her jeans, pulling her close so they were within kissing distance again. He cradled her face with one hand, giving her plenty of time to pull back, but something kept her there, lips parted in anticipation. He kissed her long and hard, and her knees gave out. His hands went to her bottom, holding her up, pressing her against his hardness. She moaned and rocked against him.
    He pulled back and looked at her, his hands still firmly on her ass. “Daze, I want you.”
    Her breath caught in her throat. It was too soon. Her brain knew that. Down under was sending different instructions. Let us play!
    “I should go,” she said, pushing gently against him.
    He released her, and she turned away, relieved he’d offered no sweet words of persuasion. Or worse, another scorching kiss.
    “I expect a wedding night,” he said in a commanding tone that at once inflamed and irritated her. “And our wedding is Saturday.”
    She whirled. “I know our wedding is Saturday! But that doesn’t mean we have to rush—”
    “No rushing.”
    Good .
    He held the door open for her. “Daze?”
    “Yeah?”
    “It could take hours.”
    She went stock-still, her imagination flooding her poor brain with images of Trav taking his time with those lips, and tongue, and strong, warm hands—
    Get out! Get out now before you run naked into his bed .
    She rushed down the stairs and heard his low chuckle on her way out. Did he think he got the best of her? She was no shrinking violet. She stopped and thought about returning to wipe what she was sure was a smirk off his face, but figured she’d better quit while she was ahead.
    Brain trumped hormones.
    She was almost sure that was a good thing.

Chapter Seven
    Daisy felt like she’d fallen down the rabbit hole into Bizarro-land as she drove to Maggie’s house the day before the interview. She was about to marry Trav, who was still too demanding, but also an amazing kisser. Why hadn’t she kissed him before? All she remembered from their one night together was laughing and falling into bed. And she was about to launch what could be her dream-come-true career as a pro blogger, maybe with a paid column or sponsors. She could finally get out of debt.
    She parked and got Bryce out of the car, along with a large diaper bag of baby stuff to leave at the house. They needed to make Maggie’s place look like their family home before the Mornings with Jessica crew arrived early tomorrow. Trav promised to meet her at her apartment later to help move the baby gear.
    Maggie answered the door in a red