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out.”
    â€œYou’re right, I won’t. I definitely like it soft, and hot…and sweet. Not rough at all.”
    He watched her throat bob as she swallowed hard. No quick retort to that one. “Okay, now slide your knee in between mine and lean back with your arm over your head.”
    â€œVery nice,” he said as she followed his instruction. With her back arched and her breasts taking center stage, Will traced a line from her waist, up her side, to the gentle mound on the side of her breast.
    Melody jerked away. “What the hell are you doing? Are you seriously going to tell me that’s part of the dance?”
    He straightened. “In some versions.”
    â€œWow, you have got some major mojo working because I don’t even need to learn the tango for my sister’s wedding.” She shook her head as if to clear it. “So, just how many students get the extra-special private dance lessons? Is that how you met your girlfriend?”
    â€œOkay, now we’re getting to it. If you’re referring to the woman I was out with Saturday, she’s not my girlfriend.”
    â€œOh, please don’t try to tell me she’s your sister, or your cousin or even a business associate.”
    â€œNo, she was my date,” he said, tempted to tell Melody that she was sexy when she was angry. Especially with her black bra straps drooping around her arms under two layers of tank tops.
    â€œAha!”
    â€œAnd it didn’t work out. She wasn’t my type.”
    â€œNo? She sure looked like your type. She looked rich and shallow and boring.”
    He shrugged. “Exactly. That’s not my type.”
    â€œAnd your type is?”
    He walked toward her. “Tall. Slender. Very, very long hair.” He was close enough now to wrap one of her braids around his fist. He gently tugged her toward him. “And really, incredibly… undeniably… ”
    Melody’s eyes were wide as she waited with bated breath, lips slightly parted, for his next word.
    â€œMean.”
    She gasped in outrage. “I am not mean.”
    He laughed, eliminating any remaining space between them. “I had to make sure you knew I was referring to you.”
    With that, Will did what his body had been aching to do since their very first class. He covered her full, soft lips with his own.

Chapter 7
    A ll of the pent-up anger that Mel had been feeling flowed from her body as she returned the kiss. Will’s lips were surprisingly soft as they moved over hers. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pushed her tongue into his mouth, not ready to be completely submissive in the embrace.
    His hands slid from her waist, cupping her hips to pull her closer, and she could feel him harden. Mel smiled inside. Now she would get the upper hand back.
    The kiss seemed endless as she explored aggressively with her tongue while caressing his neck and the soft spot behind his ear with her fingers.
    Will pulled his head away as if coming up for air. His expression was both eager and satisfied. “You’re aggressive, aren’t you?”
    Mel gripped his neck hard. “Now you know, I do like it rough.”
    He leaned forward, taking her face between both hands. “But I told you I like it gentle.”
    He kissed her softly, nibbling at first and then deepening the kiss with sweet long sips. He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb.
    Melody suddenly felt overwhelmed by his tenderness. She’d never known a man’s lips could be so soft, that a kiss could be so loving and sweet. With most men, once she let them in, it was a race to the finish line. Lips, teeth, hands, nails. Raw. Passionate. The way she’d always wanted it.
    But this was new. And it was…nice. Still cupping her face with one hand, Will moved his other hand from her cheek down her neck in a light stroke. His lips softly followed.
    She’d never been much for that girly foreplay. It was a waste of