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“A me”

“I’m sorry” But she wasn’t, and they both knew it “I just look at you and have…” she stared at his ers “…needs”

His lips twitched “What kind of needs?”

“This kind” She tilted her pelvis against him, circled her arms around his neck “The kind thatbut howyou”

Another groan escaped him just as his mouth covered hers

A how he felt, how he tasted, how he poured every ounce of his being into kissing her

“I want you so badly, Amelia”

She knew he did She could feel just how badly digging into her belly

“This is torture,” he continued “Being so close, wanting you, knowing you wantable to make love to you”

She knew just what he meant and nodded “Sweet torture”

“There’s nothing sweet about how I feel about you”

“How do you feel about me?” She hadn’tone meant to elicit more comments about his sexual frustration and desire for her Cole’s ansas serious, though

“Haven’t you figured that out by now, Amelia?” He cupped her face “You’re all I think about, all I want You are ”

“You’re , too, Cole” Unable to look away froers across his precious face, worrying that she was so head over heels for Cole she’d never resurface if the ship tipped “Now shut up and kiss o see my next patient”

He burst out laughing, hugged her tightly to him “God, I love you”