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Was he? At the moment, he didn’t feel like it He parked at his place and when they walked inside, he saw neither hide nor hair of any annoying Kincaids

A hed dreaht of his bed "Looks nice," she said, and walked toward it

"Take off your shoes," he said

"M and bossy," she said with a wicked grin

Jesus, she was killing hihed a little at his expression and kicked her first shoe off It flew across the rooasped when he caught it in ood reflexes"

That he did Which was how he ed to control his expression when she bent to more carefully rehed "I swear I’ht cuz I never drink alcohol"

He scooped her up off the floor and set her on his bed He yanked the coh, she tugged him down over the top of her and then wrapped herself around hiood," she ood What is this stuff you wear?"

Her entire body was glued to his He could feel her soft breasts pressing into his chest, her thighs cushioning his, and between those thighs the heat of her drawing hi?"

"Of course I’ about how she’d look if he stripped her naked She’d be all flushed and gorgeous, and he wanted to taste every inch of her and then nibble so about the sounds she’dmade him painfully hard

It required every ounce of control he had to break free of her and get off the bed, but he did it He tossed his blanket over her

"But I have allconfoundedly up at hiet off the bed

"No," he said, tucking her in "Stay"

"I can’t sleep withfree of the blanket, she unbuttoned and tugged off her sweater, which soht on her knit cap

This left her in just a little lacy-nothing bra and jeans, ar her face Every panicked , and he couldn’t tear his eyes off of the his head, he put a knee on the bed and bent over her to free her She arm and soft, and her cap came off Her very short hair was strawberry blond and baby fine Soft The scent of the silky strands had hi her like she was crack He’d noticed every tiers brushed the nape of her neck, she shivered So he did it on purpose now, stroking his fingers over her soft skin, and a low moan escaped her, which didn’t help his situation any He finally freed her froe relief She went to work on her jeans Not easy since they were snug When she shio with, giving hi view of the pro hi him It wasn’t the first time she’d shortened his name the way everyone in his world always did, but she didn’t do it often On her tongue it sounded… perfect Which hy, against his better judg in the middle of his bed in just her undies, his comforter clutched between her breasts "Is that okay?" she whispered "That I call you Hud?"

"Yes" His voice came out unintentionally husky and a little thick, and she dropped the co her fro out She was either cold or turned on, and that question was answered when she spoke

"I want you," she whispered

Oh, Christ He didn’t have enough control for this Not even close He backed to the door and ran right into it He turned to face it, his fingers on the handle

"Hud?"