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Okay, apparently not enough brain cells.

Dante smiled and the warmth in his gaze funneled straight into her. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” She nodded. “But could you repeat everything you just said? I couldn’t hear you over the blood sloshing through my ears.”

His smile widened.

“Crap. I said that last part out loud, didn’t I?” She kind of maybe leaned into him a little, too.

“Yeah,” he whispered. His gaze dropped down to her mouth, and there went her brain cells to flounder again.

“Look out!”

From a foggy distance, Amanda heard the warning, but it was the way she was yanked against Dante and pinned between him and the fence that captured her attention.

And she thought her body had been acutely aware of him before?

Now it was in sensory overload as she felt practically every inch of his hard body. And he had a lot of hard inches.

Then she felt a jolt shake through Dante as something smacked him and reverberated through to her.

He drew back slowly. “You okay?”

She blinked again, noting the volleyball bouncing near their feet. “Yeah. Are you?”

“Yep.” He didn’t move away.

She wasn’t complaining.

“You’re not about to go, “Nnnnnn…nnnnnnn” are you?” she asked, biting her lower lip.

Laughter softened his gaze and shook through him as he set his forehead to hers. “What am I going to do with you, Amanda?”

She had a few suggestions. Quite a few, but never got to voice them as his son came running over.

“Daddy! You saved Miss Amanda fromdaball and Dillan says you’re a superhero.”

Dante released her and stepped back to lift his son into his arms. “I’m not a hero. Just your dad.”

Amanda stepped close to set a hand on Noah’s arm. “Your daddy did save me from that ball. Don’t listen to him. I think he’s a superhero too.”

Noah smiled. “Me, too. Come on, Daddy. Let’s play.”

Dante glanced at Mac and Dex. “I’m being summoned. Are we close enough to call it a game?”

Mac nodded. “Yep. We’ll call it a tie and have a tiebreaker next time.”

“You better bring helmets,” she said with a grin.

Dex laughed. “And up our insurances.”

She winked. “Good idea.”

Later that evening, she told herself it was a good idea to agree when the others suggested she walk home with Dante and Noah.

Foisted on the poor guy again.

Because she lived five houses away, Amanda had walked to the barbeque. Apparently, Dante had done the same.