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“Only if we can drink it in bed.” He stared at her in that deeply intimate way that had her insides turning to jelly.

“I will bring a tray in, she told him breathlessly.

She found him in bed, already naked when she went inside the room. Placing the tray on the table, she sat on the edge to remove her socks.

“If I’m overdoing things, please let me know.”

“What things?” She was dragging off her jeans and kicking them away.

“Making love.” He watched as she took off her sweater and unhooked her bra.

“I cannot seem to stop.”

“I don’t want you to.” She climbed in and would have moved over him to get to the other side, but he clamped his hands around her waist. “I am certainly not complaining.”

“You are so beautiful. In high school you were a stunner, but you certainly improved with age.” His hands slid up to cup her breasts. “I used to love staring at you.”

“Jason hated it.”

His eyes flew to her face. “He noticed?”

She nodded. “Part of why he hated you so much. He thought I was interested in you because I came to your rescue and defended you. He was planning to come after you again and I told him I would never forgive if he did.”

He stared at her curiously. “Why did you? Defend me?”

Her eyes met his as she spread her hands over his chest. “I honestly do not know. I never usually got involved, but there was something…” She frowned thoughtfully. “I really don’t know.”

“Did you feel sorry for me? Was that it? The poor scholarship kid?” He swore viciously and shook his head. “Christ! Forgive me. I always seem to say the wrong things.”

“Let’s not spoil the magic,” she whispered, moving over him.

“I agree.” He muttered roughly. Lifting her up, he entered her until she was completely sheathing him.

Chapter 8

By the time they left the cottage, he knew she was of a different frame of mind. It wasn’t something she said, but rather what she did not. He made love to her for almost the entire night, an edgy kind of restless lovemaking that bordered on desperation. They were going back to the real world, and nothing had been sorted out between them.

Things hovered. He wanted to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue, but it was too soon. And she had made her position clear. She did not want to commit. He had to wait on her, he could not risk having his feelings being exposed. He feared he had already revealed too much already.

He was going to take a step back and pray that she would take the initiative. He was the first man for her and even if she had never been with anyone before, he knew he had brought something out in her.

He had to trust his instinct that she would come around. He could not bear the thought of not being with her, but on the other hand, he would not want to be with her if she was not all in.

He wanted everything.

But even knowing that she was not ready yet, it pained him viciously when she chose to be dropped off at her place, making it clear that he was not invited.

“I am tired and have to get up early in the morning,” she said all of it, without looking at him. He had asked the question if they were staying at her place or his. “And I’m sure you have a lot of catching up to do.”

Pride stepped in instantly. He refused to allow her to think he was desperate.

“I do.” Keeping his expression neutral, he opened her door and helped her with her luggage. “I will let you know what my schedule is.”

“Thanks.” She hovered at the doorway as if waiting for him to say something else and when he didn’t, she touched his arm briefly. “Thanks for a wonderful time.”

It took great effort for him not to lash out. She was thanking him as if he was some date that had brought her back home after a night at the movies. They had spent a week of glorious, mind-blowing sex where he could have sworn, they had touched each other’s soul and here she was thanking him. Well, to hell with her!

“See you around then.” With a curt nod, he turned and strode back to his vehicle. She stood there until the taillights had disappeared before walking inside and closing the door behind her. Leaning on the door, she closed her eyes wearily and wondered if she should have asked him to stay.

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