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This is it. The moment of truth. The moment she d been waiting for. She shored up her nerve and got
into position.
 Ten& nine& eight& 
Steady. I can do this.
 Seven& six& five& 
Now.
Pretending she d tripped, Dana very neatly fell into Reese s very strong, very yummy arms.
I did it.
 Four& three& 
She looked into his surprised grey eyes and almost melted. She d never seen them up close like this
before and their impact was staggering. She could happily drown in those eyes.  I m so sorry. I m such a
klutz.
 Two& one& 
He steadied her with his hands but didn t remove them from around her. She took that as a good sign.
Now if she could just get rid of the damn blush making her complexion a bright, fire-engine red. It was
hard to look sexy when you looked as if your head was going to catch fire at any second.
 You okay? He seemed genuinely concerned. How sweet.
A chorus of  Happy New Year being shouted from every corner of the room effectively interrupted
her answer.
As the surrounding crowd whooped it up and kissed the one they loved, or whoever was convenient,
Reese looked around, obviously trying to sort out his current dilemma. His gaze flitted between blow-up
Barbie who was frantically trying to shove Dana out of the way to his armful of Dana.
Dana, however, didn t have any such dilemma on her hands. She knew exactly what she was going to
do. She ignored the bimbo, disregarded Reese s shock when she grabbed his lapels, and tossed off what she
hoped was an impishly sexy grin. Red face and all. Then she proceeded to kiss the living daylights out of
him.
At least she hoped that s what she was doing.
For an instant, he went perfectly still, no doubt taken aback and not quite sure what to do with her,
and a feeling of panic fluttered in her stomach. Oh no, what if he pushed her away? Before that thought
could fully take root, he relaxed and took the kiss over with an eagerness Dana would never have dared
hope for.
Oh God, it was a million times better than she d ever imagined. This was the stuff fantasies were
made of. This was what a kiss was supposed to be. This was what it was like to be swept off your feet, and
then some.
This was what she d been looking for.
Now all she had to do was hang onto it.
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