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Sorry.”
    He grinned, not a trace of anger or disappointment in his eyes. “Ah, sweetheart, don’t be.” He reached out and placed his warm palm against her cheek. She leaned into it, wanting this small contact. “Makes me want you even more because you want to get to know me, not just my body.” He grinned with mischief twinkling in his eyes.
    She blushed, feeling heat suffuse her face. “I really do hate to blush. Makes me feel like a naive teenager.”
    “A teenager you are not. You are all woman.” His voice was husky with arousal. “And I do hope that kissing you is all right, because if I don’t have a taste of you soon, I think I just might expire here on the spot.”
    “Really?” A small kiss wouldn’t go against her rules. “Well, we can’t have you expiring. I don’t think Roan would ever forgive me.”
    “Probably not.” He smiled.
    She placed her hands on his chest, feeling the hard muscles there, the strength contained under her fingers. Then she ran them up to his neck as she leaned up toward his mouth. She had to pull him down to meet her, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he was more than willing. She thought she would feel awkward about making the first move on a guy, but with Flynn, it felt right. Natural even to just lean in, softly brush her lips on his, then run her tongue over the seam as he parted them. They were so soft, like warm silk. That wasn’t enough. She had to taste him. She slanted her mouth over his lips and plunged her tongue inside to duel with his. He moaned, and she almost lost what little sanity she had left and took him right then and there. God knows she wanted to. Her whole body was on fire with want, with need. But she couldn’t. Her sense of self wouldn’t let her no matter how much she wanted him. Being the good girl really sucked sometimes.
    She slowly broke the kiss, hearing both of them breathing hard, as if they had just run a mile-long race. Flynn laid on his back, putting an arm over his eyes, still breathing heavily, the evidence of his arousal threatening to bust from his jeans.
    “Jesus.” He panted, his body visibly trembling, face strained with need. “Never have I wanted a female so much.”
    “My sentiments exactly.” She wanted this man so badly she was shaking inside and out. She got off the bed and went to the nightstand where the tumbler of water still sat. She almost downed the whole thing in one gulp, trying to get herself under control.
    “I never knew, never realized,” Flynn said in awe, calm enough now to sit up and look at her.
    She saw how difficult it was for him to manage the feat with his still raging hard-on, saw how he squirmed to find a more comfortable position.
    “You’ve never had this kind of reaction to any male before, have you?”
    No matter how much she might deny it, he would smell the lie. But then, why lie? She’d always been honest, at least with herself. Besides, there was just something about this man that drew her in.
    “Sasha?”
    “I’ve always thought that these kinds of feelings were for other people or were found in romance novels, you know? Not for someone ordinary like me.” She paused, taking a breath and letting it out, giving herself time to choose her next words.
    “But?”
    “But right now, a romance novel couldn’t do justice to what I just experienced.” She smiled tentatively, her face heating a bit.
    He laughed softly. “Yeah, I know what you mean. And that was just a kiss. Making love to you will probably fry my brain and my body.”
    Her heart raced at the thought. Her and Flynn, naked. “Jeez.” She raised a hand to her forehead, knowing she had to get a grip.
    Flynn laughed again. Hell, he could likely smell how she felt. The same as him—in heat and bad. She had to change the subject. She took a few deep breaths and started focusing on the pertinent questions.
    “What exactly are True Mates? I’ve heard of Mates but not true ones.” There, that should help. She