Danny's POV The silence in the car after the seat dropped was heavy, vibrating with the kind of tension that makes your teeth ache. I was straddling him, my knees dug into the sides of the driver’s seat, staring down at Chadwick. He looked up at me, his eyes dark, half challenging, half waiting."Harassing you?" I whispered, my voice thick.I didn't give him time to answer, I leaned down and pressed my mouth to his. It wasn't the violent, teeth clashing mess from before. It was soft. I let my tongue slide against his, tasting the scotch and the heat, a slow, deep pull that made my head spin. I pulled back just an inch, our lips still grazing."This is how it is done with love," I breathed.I went back in, deeper this time, my hands shaking as I fumbled with the buttons of his linen shirt. I ripped them open, my palms hitting the broad, hot expanse of his chest. He felt like a furnace. I broke the kiss for a second, my breath hot against his ear."Don’t make any noise," I warned, my
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