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she’s busy,” he stated with a trace of humor rising in his voice. He snuck his finger in the waist of my elastic scrubs and gently tugged me back as he started to close the door with his free hand. “Thanks for stopping by, man. See you later.”
    I bit my lip to keep from laughing at the look on Matt’s face before the door closed. Damon swiftly pivoted me until I was facing him.
    “Who’s that pigheaded asshole?” he asked with an irrational, speculative glance.
    “My neighbor.”
    “I figured that,” he replied. “I meant, what is he to you? He asked you to have another dinner with him.”
    “That is none of your business,” I countered.
    I was pissed off because Damon was overstepping his boundaries and acting jealous even though Matt had exaggerated dinner when he’d only given me a slice of pizza one night on the porch.
    “Oh, yes, it is.” He lifted his hand, keeping his face in check. “You just sucked on my finger.”
    “Uh…” I stammered. I wished I had answered his first question. Then, this awkward moment would have been avoided. I waved my hand at him. “That was a spur-of-the-moment idea, and Matt is only my neighbor.”
    Damon stepped toward me, and I inched back until my torso was flush against the wall. He gave me a look, radiating challenge but oozing sex, with every second passing between us.
    He lifted his hand and placed it on the wall above my head. “You can deny this attraction between us all you want, Gail.”
    He ran his opposing hand down my cheek, igniting a raging desire within me.
    “But you can’t hide the look in your eyes when you gaze into mine or the way I make you feel when we are standing this close to each other.” His breathing deepened. “And this…”
    He ran his hand back and forth along my bare skin, leaving a trail of scorching sensations I had never felt before in its path.
    “I don’t know what this is, but I want to find out, so think about it,” he said before walking off to his room.
    Breathe. Just breathe, Gail, I told myself as my mind, body, and heart all reeled after him.
    Gaping, I tried not to watch the way his ass moved in his jeans with each confident stride. Speechless, I let him go.
    No one had ever made such an impact on me, and a part of me wanted to rewind the last few minutes and pretend it had not just happen. Because now that it had, it could never be undone. It left me completely out of my realm on where to go from here.

~Damon~
    While listening to some good old-fashioned rock ’n’ roll, I lowered the two-hundred-pound weighted bar down on my chest for a rep and then another and another in an effort to block the sexy yet frustrating-as-hell brunette woman out of my head before I went home and crashed for the night.
    I could not get a read on her for the life of me. With one look, she would make me feel as though she wanted me, and then she would seem to be pushing me away. I was trying damn hard to give her some space, so she could get to know me better. But when she’d sucked on my finger—impulsively or not—I’d wanted to pin her up against the wall and kiss her senselessly.
    Jason walked up to me as I set the weights down, and I sat up. I tugged the earbuds out of my ear.
    “Did you work out your sexual frustration yet, bud?” he teased, already knowing the story of what had happened with Gail.
    “You’re an ass.” I laughed, nudging him on the arm, as I went to grab a set of forty-five-pound dumbbells.
    “Ah, come on”—he grinned at me—“you know you love me.”
    “Right now, I don’t,” I lied.
    “You cut me deep, bro, real deep.” He rubbed his chest. “So, what are you going to do about Gail?”
    “I don’t have the slightest clue.” I pumped the weights in my hands until sweat broke out across my forehead, but I made myself lift them again and again.
    “Since when are you the type of guy not to step up, take control, and get your woman?” Jason asked.
    “I’m giving her space,” I