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The sexpot fire inspector had fried his brain A wild lay was not supposed to e It was supposed to relieve stress, provide a workout, and clear a man’s head Instead, he didn’t even hear Darcy enter the roo," she said, "s inwardly for being caught unawares "Omelets"

"Awesome" She maneuvered around him and opened a cupboard to pull out plates Dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, her coed his pants back on because they were about to eat, but he’d left the fly partially open, exposing the waistband of his boxer briefs He was shirtless and barefoot, comfortable and relaxed, while she looked like she was ready to leave the house

"Where are you going?" he asked, scrah veheot dressed" And her hair was damp and slicked back into a ponytail

"I didn’t knoas supposed to eat naked You’re not"

He unclenched his jaw "You could have put on a robe"

Setting the plates on the dining table, Darcy returned to the kitchen "I didn’t want--" She exhaled harshly "I don’t want you to feel like I’ranted You s need to be siet antsy if you follow the evidence that says I prepared to spend the night" He poured the eggs into the pan with the veggies, then added the ham he’d chopped before he called Trish "Unless what you’re not saying is that you’re ready for htened and approached him "Sex doesn’t improve your humor, I see"

"Maybe because I’m not done"

"Okay, then" She pulled silverware out of a drawer "That’s settled"

Aoff the table Fro the toothbrush, antiperspirant, and razor sitting next to the two boxes of condoms As far as he was concerned that wasn’t optimistic, that was practical He flipped the omelet with a deft flick of his wrist

"I wish I had a ca that"

She looked sexy as hell when he was doing her, all soft and war to haunt him for a while

He jerked his chin toward the table "Sit down"

Darcy exhaled in a rush "I wanted to put a robe on Just so you know, I originally thought about ordering soht have about the case, and one with your instincts" He tossed some shredded cheese into the o in Don’t wait for me"

"This looks as aweso to the stove, he started cooking for hi his dick twitch with interest "Jared Wow This is phenoood in the kitchen as you are in bed"

He watched her lift a second bite to heras she chewed and hu, she went on "Not that we’ve reed "You know, I should get soiving you credit for being offended at the possibility of a brush-off"

Jared stared into the skillet Si back to thehis eye on the job he was here to do and his hands off the s-hot inspector who flooded his systeht

Rubbing the back of his neck, he said gruffly, "Keeping things si"

Of course, he was hardly thinking at all He was running on pure anihed softly "You can’t put this onto keep it siy Don’t expect et that, and it works for me That said, I know all runted As far as he was concerned, everything about her was a hot button And this conversation had veered into a direction certain to drive hi about" She set her fork down "Things that freak you into thinking the situation is beco le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>