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“It wouldn’t take much,” Janet continued. “A simple flash of some cleavage and a coy smile, the man will be all over you.”

Carrie had been sporting some major cleavage that night. Maybe that was why he’d caved. “Carrie?”

“Huh?”

“What little fantasies do you have going on in that head of yours?” Janet eyed her from above, her blue eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Fantasies? No, just making sure this is perfect.” She smoothed down the fabric of the bodice.

“I think we’re done here. You can change.”

“Great. Thanks again, Carrie.”

“Janet, you need to stop in more often and indulge us with some of your other sexcapades.”

That was Amie’s nice way of saying no more Aleks talk.

“I’m going to be a married woman. The only escapades I should be discussing are with my

husband.” “Tease!”

“That’s not what Aleks said!”

Chapter 10

A few hours later, Carrie raced home to confront Aleks. After hearing Janet Mead’s high school tales of debauchery she couldn’t think of one good explanation as to why Aleks had held back. Why he, even when it came to sex, treated her with kid gloves.

The more Carrie thought about it, the angrier she got. She wanted him just as he was. She wanted him to give her what all the other girls got. Getting out of her car, Carrie had a strange feeling. Going over the cash deposit in her head she realized she forgot to include the deposit slip with the cash. She regretted her rushed departure. But despite the mistake, nothing was more important than finding out why Aleks couldn’t–wouldn’t–give her what she wanted. She would have been fine if Janet hadn’t walked into her store spewing way too much information about her encounter with Aleks. Carrie had had her fill. All she had to do was get over him.

Right, and maybe a plus-sized model would grace the cover of Cosmopolitan magazine.

If she didn’t know any better, Carrie would have thought that Aleks was avoiding her. It was obvious. She was playing the same game. She hadn’t seen him since that night, but she was done hiding. And so was Aleks.

Hauling ass through the front door, Carrie didn’t bother to take off her coat or set down her purse. The kitchen was silent as she stalked through the room to the basement. Her parents were out for the night, again. Since they had retired they had become social butterflies.

Barre

ling down the stairs, she gathered as much courage as she was capable and stormed into Aleks’s bedroom, anger coursing through her veins.

“You held back,” she yelled into an empty room.

It wasn’t empty for long. Aleks strutted out of the bathroom, bare-chested, his jeans open at the fly. They were barely held up by the zipper. He rubbed a white towel through his wet hair. The scent of fresh soap filled her nose.

“Nice to see you, Care Bear. What can I do for you?” He was always so smug.

“You held back.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Friday night. When we did it.”

“Did it? What are we, in high school?”

“I feel like it sometimes. I feel like a little kid when I’m around you. Like I still have pigtails and braces and you don’t... Never mind.” Aleks would never understand how he made her feel. “What did I hold back?”

“Sex.”

“Sex? From what I recall, I gave in pretty quickly to your demands.”

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