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“I don’t think—”

“Maybe you shouldn’t think,” she said, pressing a finger against his lips “Thing is, Erik, I’irl who knohat she wants So you either want ht be ten ti crazy cabin-fever sex”

“Not want you?” he asked, finding it incredible she didn’t already kno hot for her he was “Here”

He grabbed the finger that had slid down to ied her hand doard to the raging erection he’d had since she’d first draped her hand over his waist Placing her hand on the length of hiers, he said, “Does that feel like I don’t want you?”

“No, it doesn’t,” she said, fitting him to her palm

“Oh, uh,” he groaned, wrenching her hand away before he ain, he wondered how she’d relegated hiree he ejaculated on first contact “I think we better slon, Miss Emma Rose”

“So are you going to warm me up, Matheson?”

He laughed and lifted hi her back onto the creaky bed “Oh, I’m about to see what lies beneath those puppies”

Ehed and brushed her hands across his forehead, capturing a loose lock and twisting it around her finger “I knew these pajaerie in the suitcase I could see right away you were a dog man”

Erik looked at her face in the dying embers of the fire Conviction sat in those emerald depths, in the set of her chin He’d never known she was so stubborn This E to be tended This Emma was a woman who asked for what she wanted

What she wanted was him

And that was damned sexy

6

EMMA COULDN’T BELIEVE she’d made the first move

She’d slept for a good fifteen or twenty minutes while Erik waited on the fire But when he’d sneaked into bed, she’d felt hio, at his house, she’d been so unaware and so tired froht, she had a hyperaware thing going on She’d thought about it for a fewsleep

Herback to all those tiauche A girl who didn’t think she orthy of a stud like Erik So many opportunities to talk to him, to flirt even, washed away because she was too afraid to be vulnerable Even last night, when he’d climbed into his bed naked, she’d acted shy But she wasn’t that woman anymore, damn it