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"Ha, ha," Ellie said dryly and pushed lightly against his shoulder.

Boston lifted his face in surprise. "No, I'm serious."

She rolled her eyes. "What in the world would some astronaut be doing, living in Kansas?"

Boston sent her an unamused look. "Thanks a lot, El," he muttered. "I try to tell you something for real, and you laugh at me."

"Oh, pul-lease," she argued. "There's no way. You're so full of it." She frowned at him, clearly annoyed.

"Google it if you want to," he challenged. "His name's Lincoln Kincaid. He made two trips into space. You can find him on the NASA website."

She rolled her eyes. "There's no way the son of a distinguished astronaut would be living in Kansas and going to some public state college. No way."

"I'm going to Yale next year," he reminded her. "I've already been admitted. I only came to KU because it was just about the closest decent college I lived by."

"Whatever." Ellie pushed against his chest again as if she wanted him to get off her.

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"Why don't you believe me?" Boston asked, tightening his grip on her arms and not letting her get away.

"Because it's a ridiculous claim, that's why."

"You know what? It is a little ridiculous, so why would I make up a story like that? Especially since you can prove it right or wrong with a little Internet research."

"I'll tell you why. You want to impress me so I'll sleep with you."

Boston laughed. He glanced down at her heaving chest that was pressed against his. "I don't have to make up some stupid story to get that," he murmured. "You'll sleep with me anyway."

Ellie's eyes filled with outrage; she struggled a little harder to get free. But he merely leaned down and pressed his mouth to her throat. "I could've had you a month ago," he said and gave a husky laugh when she moaned and arched against him. "You know I'm right."

Giving up her attempts to break free, Ellie latched her arms and legs around him. He closed his eyes and deepened the kiss. "Then why haven't you done anything about it?" she asked as her fingers found their way under his shirt.

"I'm trying to be...oh God...uh...patient. Yeah, I'm trying to be...damn, Ellie, what're you doing?"

He threw his head back and let out a moan as her hands undid his zipper after they'd removed his shirt.

"Patient?" she asked, wrinkling her nose at the word.

"What for?"

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hungry Boston, she reached out and touched him through his boxers.

His body jerked, and he tried to sit up, but she pushed him back down. He stared up at her as she slid his jeans the rest of the way down his legs.

Ellie quietly repeated, "Why are you trying to be patient?"

Boston shook his head and gritted his teeth as she discarded his underwear next. "I don't know," was all he could think to answer. With her, fully clothed, leaning over a totally naked him and staring at his penis like she wanted to lick her way to the tasty center, he couldn't come up with one reason why he'd ever wanted to be so damn patient.

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