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Patsy laughed, her face flushed from her orgasm. “You sweet talker, you.”

He laughed. “Sorry. I just didn’t expect that.”

“And I didn’t expect this.”

She ran her hands over his chest and down his six-pack to his dick. She wrapped her hands around him and squeezed.

Micah groaned and stepped from the tub, hating that her hand fell away. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her then lifted her out. He dried her off and then reached for a towel for himself. As he dried himself off, Patsy started to walk out of the bathroom.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

She glanced over her shoulder. “To bed.”

“My bed?”

“Yes. I noticed that your bed looks as if you sleep in the center of it, so if I want to stake out a place, I’d better get there before you.”

She winked at him and left the room.

Chapter Six

Patsy had never been nervous about sex before. To her, it was a natural act and she usually enjoyed it. She was a sexual woman and she craved it just as any normal woman would but the thought of having sex with Micah was more than scary to her. What if she didn’t please him? What if he wasn’t good in bed? What if she didn’t have an orgasm?

Good Lord! Stop! You’re going to drive yourself insane.She’d already had a really good one in the tub, but she wanted a better one during sex.

She climbed up onto the bed and pulled the sheet up to wait for him. She didn’t have to wait long. He walked out of the bathroom in all his naked glory, leaned against the bedpost, and folded his arms across that gorgeous chest. She had to bite her cheek to keep from groaning. Her eyes followed that thin line of hair that swirled around his belly button and traveled down to the thatch of hair surrounding his dick. She loved a goodhappy trailand he definitely had one. The man had one hell of a body—all over—and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.

God, she wanted this so much. No matter how wrong it was. They’d danced around each other long enough. It was time to face the music. Maybe it would be so horrible they’d never speak of it ever again.

“What’s going through that beautiful head of yours, Patsy? Are you changing your mind?”

“No way, Agent Turner. Come here.” She crooked her finger at him.

She watched him push himself away from the post, but he still didn’t get into the bed.

“You’re not going to call me that in bed, are you?” he asked with a smirk.

She burst out laughing. “Only if you want me to.”

He grinned and shook his head.

“I don’t know if this is a good idea. All I know is I want you like no other.”

Patsy smiled. “I feel the same. Now, get your ass in this bed.”

Micah laughed and pulled the sheet back and got into the bed.

“My ass is in the bed. Now what do you want me to do?”

She leaned over and kissed him. “You just do whatever you want.”

“Whatever I want? Patsy, never tell a man that.”

“I trust you.”

“Do you?”

“Yes, or I wouldn’t be here—in your home or your bed.”

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