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a festival going on near the riverfront about a half a block away.
 Can you walk in those things? he asked, directing his gaze toward her heels.
She grinned.  Of course.
 I think I should hold your hand.
She lifted her gaze to his.  Why?
 First, because I m afraid you re going to trip and fall. And second, if this was a real date, that s
what I d do.
 All right.
There were tents set up with beer and food, a live band up on a stage as well as crafts and all
forms of entertainment. It was lively and the area was packed with people enjoying the festival.
Savannah was definitely overdressed, but she didn t care. She loved watching the people mingle.
The band was playing some very loud rock music, and the crowd was electrified.
Cole held tight to her hand as they strolled among the vendors hawking pottery, jewelry, artwork,
and the like. Savannah enjoyed fairs like this, loved to stop at each tent to see what they were selling.
 Is this what you d really do if you were out on a date? she asked as they stopped to buy a drink
from one of the food carts.
 Sure it is.
She took a drink of the lemonade. It was tart and sweet. Absolutely perfect on a hot night.
 Somehow I can t see you doing a riverfront fair.
 Why not?
 I don t know. It doesn t seem your type of fun thing to do.
 You don t know me all that well, Peaches.
He was right about that. She only knew him on paper.  That s what this exercise is all about.
Getting to know you better so I can clear up any misconceptions I might have about you.
 Yeah, well, it seems like you have a lot of them.
She tilted her head back to look at him.  Do I?
 Obviously. You thought all I liked to do was hang out in nightclubs and have orgies with women.
She gasped.  Now how could you possibly make that kind of generalization?
 I don t know. How could you?
She rolled her eyes.  You know, Cole, for a man you re awfully sensitive.
 And you re a typical woman who judges on first impression.
 It s a good thing I m not easily insulted, she said with a laugh.  And if this is how you talk to the
women you date, it s no wonder you frequent the clubs.
 What does that mean?
She caught the frown and the way his body straightened as he tensed.
 It means in a club atmosphere it s mostly groups. It wouldn t be a one-on-one type of situation, so
you don t have to get close to anyone. The so-called date we had tonight was quieter, more time for
one-on-one conversation, which allows a woman to ask probing questions, to become more intimately
familiar with you.
 And you re saying I don t want that?
 I don t know. Do you?
 Hey, I like intimately familiar.
 I m not talking about sex.
 Neither was I.
Her lips curved.  Liar. You were, too.
 Okay, maybe I was.
They walked across the street to his car. She climbed in and he started the engine.
 So what would be your next move if this were an actual date? she asked.
He was silent as he pulled onto the highway and headed west.  I d take the woman home.
He did just that, and walked Savannah to her door. She took her keys out of her purse and was
about to tell Cole good night.
 And if this were a real date, this is where I d go in for the kiss.
Before she could object, he had his arms around her, tugging her close, his mouth coming down on
hers.
It wasn t a forceful, demanding kiss. Instead, he brushed his lips across hers.
Shocked, all she could do was hold on to his arms. She opened her mouth and he slid his tongue
inside. Warm pleasure spread throughout her body, wrapping her in a foggy sensation of want and
need.
For a minute she forgot all about the purpose of this night. Instead, all she thought about was the
way Cole held her, the way he lazily stroked her back when he kissed her. Up close, he smelled like
everything she loved about a man crisp, clean, and sensual. She lost herself in the way his lips
moved over hers, the magical way his hands cupped the back of her head and tangled in her hair when
he deepened the kiss. And when he pressed her against the door, his body aligning with hers, lord
have mercy but she thrilled to the feel of him, all hard angles and planes.
All hard. All over, especially between his legs, where he rocked against her sex, making her wet
and quivery.
She d invite him inside, where he d pull the zipper down on her dress and fill his hands with her
breasts. She could already imagine his mouth on her nipples, his hand inside her panties, coaxing her
to the orgasm she so desperately needed.
She whimpered.
 Invite me in, Peaches, he whispered against her lips.
And then reality set in, and she remembered she wasn t on an actual date with Cole.
He wasn t hers to do with as she pleased. And she certainly didn t belong to him.
She splayed her hands on his chest and gave him slight pressure.
He took a step back.
She swallowed, her body, her senses, still filled with him. She fought for breath, willed her rapidly
beating heart to slow down while she made eye contact with Cole and silently begged for
understanding.
He straightened, then his lips curved in a hint of a smug smile.
 And that s what I d do with a woman I was out on a date with, Peaches. Except it wouldn t end
there.
He turned and got into his car, started up the engine, and pulled away.
Savannah opened the door, the cold of the air-conditioning inside doing nothing to quell the blast of
heat burning inside her body.
No, it definitely wouldn t have ended here.
Not if they d been on a real date.
Not if he really belonged to her.
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COLE HAD A WORKOUT AT THE TEAM TRAINING FACILITY the next day. It was his first time being with the
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