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brushed my hair away from my neck and put his lips to my ear. “I’ve wanted to do this all night.”
    I could feel little goosebumps popping up on the exposed skin where the warmth of his breath touched as he spoke.
    A little shiver ran through me and I looked over to see him fighting back a smile.
    Braden was very aware of the effect he had on me. Damn him .
    This was way too easy for him. But in an attempt to hold onto just a little bit of my resolve, I reminded myself that he had plenty of experience. My eyes fell on Braden ’s bandmate, Ryan, who was sharing a look with Liam and shaking his head. Everyone knew, it seemed, that Braden and I would be hooking up.

    And as much as I kept pretending that I didn ’t know it, I probably knew it better than anybody. Because when it came to Braden Worthington, he was my one and only exception.

CHAPTER 8
     
    The rest of the night was Braden and I engaging in heavy flirtation. Him touching me just enough to drive me insane and us exchanging heated glances that we both knew would end with us in the ultimate heated exchange.  It was a slow build up of anticipation that was quickly spinning out of control.
    When he finally grabbed my hand and led me down a hallway to the back of the building where his jeep was parked, I had pretty much trampled any reservations I ’d been harboring about getting involved with Braden.
    I had come to the conclusion that it was pointless anyway. This, whatever it was, between Braden and I was inevitable and there was no use denying it.
    Neither one of us would be satisfied until we ’d explored our feelings for each other and resisting it any longer would just be prolonging the inevitable.
    *  *  *
    The drive home was silent and charged with the sexual tension between us. Everytime I was reminded that Braden would be leaving, I ’d push it to the furthest corners of my mind, determined not to let it influence the decision I’d finally made.
    I was going to go against every rule I ’d ever set for myself.
    I was going to have Braden Worthington, and to hell with the consequences.
    *  *  *
    Braden walked me up to my apartment door and I opened it, stepping aside to let him in. The small lamp I’d lit before leaving was lighting the room in a soft glow. I walked over to the table sitting next to the entryway and placed my pocket-book down, taking an extra second to reel the nerves back in that were making their appearance again.
    I stood motionless when I felt Braden come up behind me sliding his hands over my hips and then gently kissing my neck. I sucked in a breath as he turned me around.
    “Presley. I’m tired of fighting this. Tell me you want this as bad as I do.”
    I looked into his green eyes lined with those killer dark lashes and what I saw in them was way more than just lust. I saw something that looked suspiciously like love, but of course had to be just affection. It was the same look I’d seen when he sang to me. And, it was enough to convince me that this was right.
    But that little nagging voice in my head reminded me that he was leaving soon. And that scared me now more than ever because I was more emotionally involved than I’d ever let myself be with anyone. 
    “Braden, are you sure this is a good idea.” I gestured to the space between us, knowing my indecision was probably written all over my face. Not that I was undecided about him. I mean, give me a break, who wouldn’t want Braden? He was drop-dead gorgeous, passionate about everything he cared for, and had a voice that would practically melt a girl’s panties off.
    I’d be crazy not to want him.
    But now that I had actual feelings for him —it changed everything for me.
    Usually with Braden, when it came to females, his passions ran hot until the next girl came along. And then he dropped her like a bad habit. I’d seen it before with him. A million times over.
    And I was pretty sure I wouldn’t survive that. Because as much as I hated, really hated, to