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fabric of his shirt as she held on. Their feet were tangled together, the two of them caught up in an embrace that had been ten years waiting.
    Reluctantly he stepped back, aware that he was instantly, painfully hard. Apparently, that hadn’t changed, either.
    Her eyes were still closed, her chest rising and falling in gentle pants.
    He used to wonder, if they met again, whether the spark would still be there, or if it would have faded into distant memory.
    Guess that question was answered.
    Damn, he still had it bad for her.
    And she could probably tell. So could everyone else. A quick glance around confirmed that the two of them were drawing a lot of attention from their former classmates.
    Of course they were—when the Cutest Couple goes through a very public and painful breakup, seeing the two of them together again is bound to intrigue people. Especially when they’d just kissed each other in a very public place.
    He shifted uncomfortably, glad for the dimness of the room and the generous cut of his slacks. He may have left the teenage years behind, but apparently his cock hadn’t gotten the message.
    It was going to be a long night.
    Bree finally blinked her eyes open and looked around. Releasing her grip on his shirt front like it had been dipped in acid, she took a big step back. “What the hell was that?”
    “It’s been a while, but I’m fairly sure they still call it a kiss,” Marc joked. Then he clamped his mouth shut at the furious expression on her face. No teasing, then. Check.
    “No, seriously. I haven’t seen you in ten years and you think you have the right to just walk up and kiss me like that? What if I had a boyfriend?”
    “I asked. You told me you didn’t.” He took a step closer to her.
    She held her hand out and stiff-armed him from getting closer. “That’s not the point!”
    “I’m sorry, Bree. I just saw you and it was like the past ten years never happened at all.”
    “And that’s the whole problem.” She sighed. “Okay. Fine, whatever. Are you going to be around the whole weekend, or is this just it?”
    “Whole weekend.”
    “Were you planning to come by at any point? If I hadn’t been here, would you have even called?”
    “I don’t know,” he said, figuring honesty was the best choice in this situation.
    “Shocker,” she muttered. “So what would you have done if I wasn’t at the reunion this weekend?”
    Where was she going with this line of questioning? “Um, I’d probably have asked around, maybe gotten in touch later on. Since I’m stationed at McChord, it’s close enough that...”
    “Excuse me?”
    His eyebrows knit together as he took in her expression. What the hell had he said now? “I’m back in the state. Only about an hour away. That’s how I was able to get here for the whole weekend.”
    “But you just moved, right?”
    He shrugged. “A few months ago. I’ve been stationed all over the world, but finally made it back home. Or close to it.”
    “So you’ve been less than an hour from Silverton for months now. Months. And you’ve never bothered to make that drive until now?”
    “No reason to,” he said. “At least until the reunion.”
    “No calls. No email. You’re unbelievable.”
    He frowned, wondering where this outburst was coming from. Why was this suddenly such a big deal? “To be honest, I wasn’t sure what kind of reception I’d get,” he said. “We didn’t leave things on the friendliest of terms.”
    “Right. So it’s my fault?” Her voice was rising in volume and pitch, her eyes flashing with anger. “I knew you were a coward when you didn’t respond to my letter. But I assumed you were somewhere halfway across the world all this time, that maybe if you had the opportunity you’d at least come introduce yourself. But no.”
    “Introduce myself? Bree, what in the hell are you talking about?”
    She plowed on, her voice shaking with intensity. “It doesn’t matter to me anymore. It clearly hasn’t