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ear, closer than last time. Either he had no barrier for
personal space, or he didn’t give a shit.
    Closing my eyes, I inhaled and fought against
the sensations coursing through me from his hot breath across my
ear, and his hand pressed against my lower back. My heart hammered
at his nearness and the rich, low tone he’d just used. Trouble. He
was definitely trouble, and I didn’t even need to know his name or
be in his presence any longer to be sure of that fact.
    Mindy didn’t notice when I walked up, so I
tapped her on the arm to gain her attention.
    “Hey, I know you’re having a great time and
all, but I think I’m going to head home,” I said, hoping she didn’t
notice Soldier Boy behind me and think I was dipping out for a
little action. Deep down I wished I were, maybe not with Soldier
Boy, but with someone. Everyone in this room was probably going to
have some scandalously hot sex tonight but me. “Are you going to be
okay alone?” My eyes shifted to Wes, and then back to her.
    Mindy’s eyes flickered to mine. “Yeah, yeah,
I’ll be totally okay. Are you sure you don’t want to hang around
for a little longer?”
    I shook my head. “No, I’m good.”
    “You all right to drive?” she asked, eyeing
my cup.
    “Yeah, I’ve only had one. Here you can have
this one. I just poured it.” I handed the full cup to her.
    “Don’t rush off, Eva,” Soldier Boy uttered
from behind me. “I didn’t mean to overstep boundaries or something.
I just wanted to know your name.”
    Mindy’s eyes shifted to him, and widened. She
arched a perfectly plucked eyebrow at me, and smiled. “Looks like
I’m not the only one who wishes you’d hang out for a bit
longer.”
    “Nice one, cuz.” Wes grinned as he eyed me,
and shifted his gaze to Soldier Boy.
    Cuz? Was this Wes Keeton’s cousin? Please,
no.
    “Mindy, this is my cousin, Sawyer Keeton.
He’s the guy we threw this party for. He just graduated boot camp
or military college, something,” Wes explained with a level of
pride etched into each of his words, even though he didn’t sound
like he knew what the hell he was talking about.
    Soldier Boy was Wes Keeton’s cousin. Ugh, no
wonder he came off as such a cocky, arrogant ass. It must be
something that ran in the Keeton bloodline.
    “Congratulations!” Mindy shouted as though
he’d won the Nobel Peace Prize. He’d graduated boot camp; all this
proved was that he could follow directions.
    “Seriously, you’re the guy this party is
for?” I spun to face him, and narrowed my eyes.
    “Seriously.” He beamed. His incredible eyes
glittered as they locked with mine.
    “For a guy who’s in the National Guard, you
sure don’t know how to follow directions very well.” I stormed off,
waving to Mindy as I headed for the door. “Text me later, and let
me know you made it home all right,” I called over my shoulder.
    “I will. Be careful,” she shouted over the
loud DMX song I hadn’t heard since middle school playing through
the speakers.
    “What’s that supposed to mean? I can follow
orders just fine,” Sawyer said. He’d followed me in my race to the
front door. Big surprise.
    “Actually, you can’t. You haven’t left me
alone.” I pushed my way through the throng of people congregating
on the front porch, smoking cigarettes, and made my way down the
brick steps.
    Sawyer’s hand reached out, and grabbed my
wrist. I paused near the bottom of the stairs at the feel of the
contact. Electricity sparked through my system. Sinking my teeth
into my bottom lip, I wondered how long it had been since a guy had
caused this sort of reaction when he touched me.
    “You never asked. If you’d have asked me to
leave you be, then I would have.” He smiled. “But you didn’t.”
    There was a sweetness to this grin—one I
hadn’t noticed in the others—and I wondered if it was his way of
getting me to stay. Was he trying to reel me in or something? This
had to be a completely orchestrated look he