Page 83 of Sweet Harmony

She nodded, hermouth too dry to speak, and backed away when he released her wrist.She left the room and hurried upstairs to her room, whipping offher wet clothes and putting on dry ones before returning downstairsto the kitchen.

Gideon wasfilling up a travel mug with coffee and she grabbed the milk fromthe fridge and handed it to him.

“Thanks.”

He added milkand stuck it back in the fridge as Kira sat down at the table. Heleaned against the counter and sipped at the coffee, staringsilently at her.

She fidgeted inthe chair, tugging nervously at the hem of her shirt. “How’s workgoing?”

“Fine,” hesaid.

She stared atthe Harmony Falls Sheriff’s Department logo on the front of hisvest as he took another sip of coffee. “Not to be super weird andawkward, but Connor is injured and with what you told me about hisknee history, he probably shouldn’t be, um…”

She jumped up.“This is beyond super weird and awkward, Gideon.”

He grimaced andheaded for the door. “Yeah, it is. Text me if you need me.”

She waiteduntil she heard the front door shut before taking a deep breath andreturning to the bedroom. She peeked inside and guilt swept throughher. Connor was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He had putthe brace back on and he was rubbing the top of his thigh justabove his swollen right knee. Even from the doorway she could seethe paleness of his skin and the little pain lines etched aroundhis mouth and eyes.

What the hellwas she thinking? She wasn’t, obviously. She was horny and needy,and she hadn’t even given one thought to Connor’s injury. He neededrest, not to be groped in the shower.

She steppedinto the room, cupping her elbows. “Connor?”

His eyes poppedopen and he moved his hand away from his leg and gave her a flirtysmile. “Your brother gone?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” Hisgaze dropped to her breasts. “Take off your clothes and climb intobed, little Kira.”

She took a fewsteps forward, hugging herself a little tighter. “Connor, Ican’t.”

“Yes, you can,”he said. He patted the mattress next to him. “Come here,honey.”

She shook herhead. “You need rest.”

“No, what Ineed is to watch you come on my fingers.”

Her face turnedscarlet at his bluntness and he grinned again. “You want and needthat too.”

Oh God, did sheever.

She madeherself shake her head no again. “We really can’t. I shouldn’t havedone that to you in the shower.”

His bodystiffened. “Do you regret what happened?”

“No, of coursenot,” she said. “But you’re injured, and I groped you like somehorny housewife and it was totally inappropriate.”

“I didn’tmind,” he said with a laugh. “Now it’s my turn to return thefavour.”

“We can’t,” sherepeated. “Your knee has to heal and -”

“I don’t needmy knee for what I’m about to do to you.” A hint of impatiencecrept into his voice. “Let me show you.”

“It’s better ifwe don’t,” she said. “I don’t want to risk hurting you again.”

“You won’t,” hesaid. “Kira, get in the bed. There’s no way in hell that I’m havingan orgasm and you’re not.”

“It’s no bigdeal,” she said. “Really.”

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