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“We've done gigs all over really, but mostly here in Texas. It's pretty steady at Pete's. I usually play at least one day every weekend, and one or two days during the week. The crowds are good those nights.”

“That's good. It gives you some steady income that way. I'm sure it helps with your fan base too. You seem to be pretty popular with the locals or at least the
women anyway.”

A bit shyly, he dropped his head to hide the blush on his cheeks.

“You're blushing!” She laughed as she placed her hand on his forearm. His eyes focused on her hand for a moment, before he lifted his gaze to hers and the raw desire reflected there took her breath away.

The first notes of Hypnotize The Moon by Clay Walker reached their ears, as she whispered, “This is one of my favorite songs.”

He scooted off the tailgate and held out his hand. “Would you dance with me?”

Not saying a word, she placed her hand in his as her bare feet touched the soft blanket of grass under them. Holding his gaze, she stepped into his arms with a satisfied sigh.

He pulled her close, near enough that her breasts brushed his chest as she heard a groan rumble in his throat. Her cheek came to rest against his as she felt the whisper of his breath at her ear and she shivered. Her fingers touch the softness of the hair at his nape, making her fingertips tingle.

Their bodies moved as one, with the lyrics of the song drifting on the breeze and settling in her heart.

You better run for cover. You better hide your heart 'cause once you start to love her; you know you'll never stop. She shines like a diamond when she walks into a room. She could charm the stars; Hypnotize The Moon.

Oh lord Amy, you are in trouble now, she thought as his lips touch her skin where her collarbone and shoulder met, infusing her with heat that settled between her thighs in a heady pool. The little straps of her dress, did nothing to shield her skin from the softness of his kiss. Her legs got weak as his tongue darted out, capturing the salt of her skin as she moaned softly.

When the song ended, she pulled back in his arms just far enough that she could see his face. His eyes had turned to a deep, chocolate brown and as they skimmed over her, and she was sure her cheeks had turned a bright shade of pink, as her body grew warm from his look.

When his gaze settled on her mouth, her lips parted in silent invitation, as a small sigh escaped them. He was going to kiss her. She could tell by the look in his eyes. He had every intention of devouring her mouth under his, in a kiss that she was sure would knock her socks off.

As his stare moved back up her face, she was sure anticipation was written all over it. She watched a small smile cross his lips right before he tipped his head and his lips finally met hers.

His kiss was tentative at first, but when he felt no resistance, only acceptance of what was meant to be, he deepened the kiss, moving his soft lips over hers. She felt him groan deep in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, as if he couldn't get close enough.

Oh God, she thought, right before his tongue touched her lips, seeking entrance into the soft cavern as all logical comprehension was gone. Her lips parted, allowing him access to the moist inside of her mouth as her own moan reached the surface.
Their tongues danced, each seeking something from the other, but not exactly sure what. Their breathing came in a short, rapid tempo as desire spiraled out of control. Breaking the kiss, Tanner put his forehead against hers, closing his eyes.
She could see the pain on his face as he tried in vane to calm the rush of need she was sure raged within him, just as it did her. He slowly opened his eyes. Her own need for him rushed through her as she almost threw caution to the wind at the look in his gaze. She watched a small wiry smile cross his lips as he brought his hand up to skim gently across her jaw. She closed her eyes to his touch wanting more as she snuggled against his hand.

“We need to stop this before it gets out of control,” he whispered against her parted lips, nibbling at the corners.

“I know,” she moaned in return, a shiver running down her spine as his lips touched hers for the second time.

His hand moved to cup her breast and she pushed her now taunt nipple against his palm, craving the friction of his caress. She moved against him, tasting the passion in his kiss, as desire race along her veins like she had never felt before. You want him, Amy. You want to know what it would feel like to have him make love to you with everything he has, her heart screamed as her body reacted to his touch.
A moment later, he pushed away from her.

Bewildered, she just looked at him, wondering what the hell just happened.