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Her hand lay across his abdomen Low on his abdoers tingle

She licked her lips

Then winced

She jerked her hand back before she did so else Likelow on his narrow hips hid

Or had she already discovered that?

Gri, she took stock of the fact she lay in a hotel roolanced around His hotel roooodness she’d worn prettyblue silk numbers But why did she still have them on?

Surely she hadn’t taken tiet dressed afterwards?

Afterwards Had she and Cole made love?

Maybe if her head didn’t hurt so badly she could ree she desperately needed to recall

What did it say if they’d finally had sex and she couldn’t even re to rack her brain in hopes of recapturing the moments?

It said she’d drunk way toowell from stress

She’d knoas going to happen between them, known Cole would pursue her, would take what he wanted What they both wanted But she’d felt guilty knowing she and Cole would iven herself fully to hiive to her

She’d drunk her guilt away, but she had still wanted to remember!

She squeezed her eyes closed, willing the memories to come to her

She thought back, reh the elaborate hotel lobby, going up in the elevator Cole had run the back of his hand along her neck, forcing every hair on her body to stand at attention He’d leaned in, blown hot breath against her nape, his lips so close yet not actually touching her sensitized flesh