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"Myfather can represent the family. So can yours. Why don't we play hooky?"

"What do you have in mind?"

"Dinner at my apartment. I can grill a mean steak."

Mixed emotions played through her eyes. "I should say no. We're rivals. We're going to be battling each other tomorrow…"

"But?"

"I've missed you."

Her soft admission made his body tighten. "Then come homewith me. Tomorrow, we can be competitors. Tonight, we can just be together."

"That sounds…"

"Perfect?"

Her smile lit up her pretty blue eyes. "Yeah, perfect. I guess our fling could go another night."

"Absolutely," he said, but he was starting to think he wanted much more than a fling.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

IT WASboth the longest and the shortest ride to Devlin's apartment. Hannah felt more than a little conflicted. She wanted to be with Devlin, but she was very afraid that one more night was only going to make it more difficult to leave. But she'd been fighting herfeelings for the better part of a week and she just didn't want to fight anymore.

Tomorrow was the race. By Monday she'd be gone. But she had tonight, and she wanted to make the most of it.

When they entered the apartment, the simmering tension between them exploded. And there was no more thought of dinner, only of each other. Their clothes came off fast and furiously, leaving atrail from the front door to the bedroom.

And when her head hit the bed, his hand was right there to cushion the fall. His mouth covered hers with passion and desperation, igniting her own raging emotions. Their time was limited. She wanted to make the most of every second.

Making love felt more intense now, more important than before. There seemed to be meaning behind every kiss,every touch, every heated look between them.

They moved fast and then slow, but they were always in sync, soaring higher and higher, in the end creating a blazing fire of passion that left her immensely satisfied and both physically and emotionally spent.

Devlin rolled on to his back with a happy sigh. She turned onto her side, gazing at his handsome face, the lips that had justtasted and teased every part of her body, making her feel wanted and needed in a way she'd never felt before.

He looked at her and smiled. "That was something."

"Something crazy," she agreed, running her fingers down his sculpted chest, feeling the heat and the sweat clinging to his skin.

He cupped his hand around her neck and pulled her down for a long, savoring kiss.

And when she lifted her head, she felt breathless again. "I hope you don't need a long break."

"All I need is you. Will you stay the night, Hannah?"

"Do I need to say yes in order to get my steak?"

He laughed. "Yes, that is a requirement."

"And you're really good at barbecuing?”

"The best. I can grill some vegetables, too, open up a bottle of wine… We caneat under the stars."

She didn't think she'd ever gotten such a good invitation. "I like the sound of all of that. But not just yet."

"You have something else in mind?"

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