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saw was his smooth, tan skin and tempting mouth.
    Cupping the back of his neck, she drew him in. Her no-kissing rule be damned. Whatever it was about him demanded she have a taste. Soft lips touched hers with an electric jolt. He took in a sharp breath, then tightened his hold.
    Despite the sweaty bodies and sweet scent of alcohol surrounding them, Halena picked up his scent. Like it imprinted on her somehow. She knew she should release him, because she was tiptoeing around the idea of this being more than a one-night stand, but she couldn’t—more, her body refused to.
    His arms felt absolutely perfect around her. They were strong, like he could actually take care of her.
    Wouldn’t that be nice?
    Finally she broke off the kiss, hands still on his neck, fingers combing through his hair. Just a taste for now, but later, hopefully, she’d get to take a long drink.

Chapter Three
    “This is quaint.” Halena tossed her clutch onto the table beside the door as he set the keys on the dresser. He couldn’t quite turn and face her yet.
    Hell, he wasn’t even sure if he could go through with drugging her.
    He had to. Following Votar’s instructions to the letter, including prepaying for this room for a month with no housekeeping, was part of keeping Addie safe.
    If only she didn’t look so sexy, wasn’t so funny. Hell, she coordinated two charities with her spare time and loved baseball. How amazing was that?
    No. He couldn’t do this. There had to be another way to fulfill this contract with Votar. To save Addie.
    Two arms snaked around his waist, one hand sliding over the front of his jeans. Holy hell! No hiding what the feel of her curves against his back did to his body.
    Nipping at his neck, she moved her hand up and down the front of his jeans again.
    “No strings, frat boy,” she said as she worked on the button. “Just here. Just now.”
    “Don’t you want that drink first?” He stayed her hand before she got him so worked up he couldn’t say no. He needed to get that drug in the drink. This couldn’t go any further.
    “Later.” She whipped him around and closed in. “I’ve already broken my no-kissing rule at the bar, so why not dive in feetfirst?”
    Dodging her kiss, he held her face steady, staring at her. “Halena—”
    “No strings, mon chéri, ” she whispered, shifting her focus to his mouth.
    Damn it, when she licked her lips like that… He should get the potion now and end this.
    Her hands slid up his chest and gripped his pecs. No way should he even be considering this with all the shit going on with Votar. Why’d everything have to get so fucked up? Just one night. Slade could enjoy her for a little longer, then… No . It wasn’t right. He—
    “Slade. I—”
    “Fuck it.” He crushed his lips to hers.
    Fisting her hands in his hair, she opened for him. A rush of her fresh scent burst in his mouth, sweet from the soda with a bite of alcohol. Drawing her in with each stroke of her tongue, he fell further down the rabbit hole. There was no coming back. He deserved every bad thing that would happen to him for doing this.
    But he couldn’t refuse her. Didn’t want to.
    A moan vibrated from her chest to his, and her body softened, molding to him. Son of a bitch .
    He nipped at her skin as he trailed to her neck. Sliding his hand along her bare spine, he found her ass. Such a firm, sweet ass. Gripping the back of her thigh, he hiked up her skirt. She captured his mouth, no longer the flirty, controlled chick at the bar. Nipping and sucking, she teetered on a little wild.
    And that just got him going more.
    Massaging her ass, he moved her against him. Only a thin layer of her panties separated them. Not for long. His finger snaked beneath the fabric and found her heat.
    “Mmm.” She hummed as she relaxed against his touch. “ Oui , just like that.”
    “Lena,” he said into her neck as she clenched around him.
    He spun her toward the bed, and she let out a squeal.
    “That’s my