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“It was only a kiss, right?” Sebastian asked.

Alexandra pulled back slightly and looked at him coyly. “More or less,” she said with hesitation.

“How much more?”

“Not much more. Not as far as you think. It won’t happen again. Ever. Besides, what you told me the first time we were together was true.”

“What’s that?”

She batted her eyes at him. “That after I’m with you, I’ll never want another man’s hands on me. It’s really true. I don’t want anyone else, Bash. I meant it when I said I love you. I only want you.”

Sebastian smiled. That was all he needed to hear. “I love you, Alexandra.”

“Kiss me, firefighter,” she added, “so I can brand you with my tongue.”

Cradling her back and neck gently, Sebastian drew her in for a soft, yet heated and hungry kiss, one that left her breathless and panting by the time he pulled away. That was when his mind registered she said something about branding. “Wait. What was that last part?” he whispered.

“I love you?”

“No. That wasn’t it.”

“Kiss me, firefighter?”

“Nope, but on that note, remind me to update you on my job.”

“Tell me now.”

“Not so fast. We’ll talk all about it later on. I think I want to know what you said. It was something along the lines of branding me with your tongue.”

“Uh, that was nothing,” she said, biting down on her bottom lip, barely able to keep herself from giggling. “Probably from my suspected head trauma. Kiss me again, like you mean it this time,” she teased.