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“I’m sorry Brad for insulting you,” she said quietly as she took a step back, but she didn’t get very far when he snaked an arm around her waist and brought her body flush against his.

Her lips parted and she stared up at him with wide eyes.

“You were wrong so you owe me a kiss?” His eyes twinkled with mischief as his dimples popped out in his cheeks.

She gasped, recalling the familiar words he’d said many years before.

“You remember the last time I said those words, Natalia?” He whispered softly, his voice wrapping her in warm velvet. She wanted to tell him that she would never forget what followed after he’d said those words, but all she could do was nod. Her body was now on fire for him. From the moment she’d locked eyes with him in the gym, her body had come to life as if it had lain dormant for fifteen years. In truth, it had. No matter how many men she dated, she always compared them to Brad