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DINNER had been fantastic Or at least Julia assumed it had Her plate was clean, she just couldn&039;t re any of it Ever since she&039;d returned to the boarding house, all her tongue seeister was Parish And if that wasn&039;t bad enough, all her es of their incredible ti breath She could still feel his ar hers with soft kisses, hungry bites and snarls of arousal She&039;d knohat he&039;d wanted fro the blazing heat inside her sex to liquefy, but because it was exactly the sa she&039;d wanted from him

The deepest, most intensely erotic fuck of her life

Her body contracted at the thought, and she gripped the table What would it be like to be touched by hi above her, the ht under sweat-laced, tanned skin?

"Dr Cabot?" calanced up fro at her across the dinner table with a mask of sensual ferocity, his black hair loose to his shoulders He was so sexy Every inch of his face, from his eyes to the scar near his lips, telanced left, saw Nathalie chatting it up with one of the other boarders down the table, then returned his gaze to Julia as he leaned forward

"You have to stop thinking about us or I won&039;t be able to stopyour sexy ass upstairs to bed"

Julia&039;s mouth dropped open "How did you know-?"

"Your scent"

My scent?? She tilted her head in the direction of Miss Nathalie "Does she know?"

"Probably"

Oh od "I&039;m so embarrassed"

"Don&039;t be She kno I feel about you" He grinned,in his eyes "And now she knows that as you&039;re thinking about ue in yourabout ue so below her neck went hot and tight "Stop that," she whispered

"Ithened

"You&039;re not the only one," remarked the male down at the far end of the table beside Nathalie

Julia turned apple red and cursed, while Parish flashed the male his puma "Don&039;t even think about it, Mace In fact, keep your eyes on your plate"

The runted "I&039;m mated, Hunter"

"Then you reht now," Parish said with a deep growl

Nathalie stared at Parish, but spoke to Julia "Perhaps you should retire, Miss Julia Might I suggest a bath?" She sighed "With soap"

At first, Julia was so consuressive banter of the two males at the table she didn&039;t catch the woht away But when she did, she closed her eyes and winced with hu about Parish, every da told to get upstairs and wash it off What the hell ever happened to privacy? She pushed back her chair and scrambled to her feet Her eyes were drawn to Parish "Are you staying tonight or"

"He&039;ll be sleeping on the porch," Miss Nathalie said quickly

Parish hissed at her "I will sleep wherever I want, Female"

"Outside?" Julia said "But-"

"Not to worry, Miss Julia," Nathalie continued "He&039;s used to it"

"Isn&039;t it tirowled softly, his eyes narrowed on the older fenored him "After all, he still sleeps in those caves a mile out, don&039;t you, Parish?"

"Dammit, Natty!" He pushed back his chair and stood

"What?" she grumbled "Isn&039;t a secret, now is it?"

Julia turned to him, confused "You live there? Where ere today?"