Cowboy Tough

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She turned in her seat to face him. “If it hadn’t been for you I don’t know what I would’ve done. I probably would’ve gone crazy.”

“Nah, you’re a fighter and Corbin, he’s a coward.” A dead coward if Jace ever got his hands on him. Okay, Jace wouldn’t really kill him but he’d like to make him suffer.

He leaned across the cab and kissed her. Just a sweet peck on the cheek, but Charlie turned and took his lips, cupping the back of his head with her hands to kiss him deeper.

Jace reacted and kissed her back. Long, slow, and thoroughly. When she didn’t resist, he kept going.

She tipped her head back against the seat and he went in for more, drunk on the taste of her. Her hands came around his neck and he pressed her deeper into the seat, bruising her lips with his, winding his hands through her hair. Kissing her into tomorrow.

He shouldn’t have. It was wrong on about a thousand levels.

Yet, he couldn’t seem to stop himself. She felt so good—curvy and warm and feminine—and responsive, returning his kisses with equal passion. He could make her feel good too. Take the hurt away if she’d let him…