He’d kissed her. Jasper had kissed her. And she’d allowed it and kissed him back with fervor. Worse, she’d enjoyed it. No, that didn’t describe it. She had no vocabulary to describe it. There weren’t words invented to describe it. It had been every emotion, every wish, dream, sensation and desire all together at once, in one kiss, and lord that frightened her, more than anyone or anything. His kiss was a seduction. A very dangerous seduction. And the moments in the alley afterward…now she remained forever changed. She could no longer take respite without the heated memory of his lips pressed to her skin, his tongue stroking the hollows of her mouth and offering her pleasure upon pleasure finding a way to intersect intelligent thought. He’d ruined her with a kiss and proven his dangerous threat to her independence with nothing more than a momentary distraction. Years ago, before she thought about ballrooms and etiquette or considered courtship and kisses, she’d vowed never to be dependent on a man; never to relinquish control of her future, the power of her heart.
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