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retorted. My biceps screamed in protest, but I pushed forward. “We just met a few weeks ago.”
    “Women don’t like space,” Jason scoffed in good humor. “They want a man who takes charge.”
    I stopped midair and narrowed my eyes at my brother, who was trying to be funny at the moment. “Stop giving me relationship advice before I beat you.”
    “You could try flowers,” he added.
    “Who are you?” I said, bending forward to drop the weights. I stood straight again. “And what have you done with my brother?”
    Jason roared with laughter. “Oh, just wait, little brother.” He grinned at me, shaking his head. “You’re about to find out what falling flat on your ass in love is all about.”
    Love seemed like a strong word to use right now, but I was feeling more than ready to get my girl after I caught up on some much-needed sleep.

    ~Gail~
    I startled myself awake and checked the clock. “Shit, shit, shit,” I muttered. I had overslept by nearly thirty-five minutes.
    I flew out of bed and darted for the bathroom to take a shower, realizing I must not have heard Damon getting out of bed this morning. He usually woke up nearly an hour before me, and I always heard him clunking around, so I’d stopped setting my alarm.
    Bad idea.
    I had stayed up late last night, reading a steamy romance novel, while waiting for him to come home. I must have slept like a rock.
    I slid to a stop in the bathroom and locked the door. I was used to locking it now, thanks to having a roommate. With quick succession, I stripped off my clothes and showered in lightning speed. Then, I dried off and noticed I’d forgotten to grab my scrubs for work. After I securely wrapped my towel around me, tucking it under my armpits, I cracked the door open to take a quick peek just in case. The coast was clear, so I ran for it, mindful that my feet were still damp in my hastiness.
    Three feet from my bedroom door, Damon rounded the corner, rubbing his head sleepily with his hand. His eyes bulged when he looked up. “What the—”
    I loudly gasped as I crashed into him, expecting to tumble to the floor in a heap of tangled limbs. Damon’s broad arms caught me, wrapping around my waist, while my hands clung to his biceps for balance.
    Once I got my footing, I peeked up at him. “Hi,” I whispered breathily.
    His eyes were smoldering hot, darker than I’d ever seen them before, and his jaw was set. At first, I thought he was pissed, but the increasing firmness against my abdomen told me otherwise. Heat flared inside me at our contact, and desire burned within me once again.
    “Hi,” he murmured back in a rough tone.
    A second passed, or maybe several, and neither of us moved.
    Damon kept one hand firmly on my waist while lifting the other to cup my cheek. He caressed it back and forth with a gentleness that sent shivers racing down my back. I melted into his touch. His eyes raked over my body as he ran his thumb over my lips, tracing them, while he murmured my name. I leaned into him and brushed his lips with mine, causing him to gently glide his fingertips down to the base of my throat. Ignoring all the reasons why this was a really bad idea, I gave myself over to what my body so desperately wanted.
    A groan left his throat as his palm came to my neck, pulling my lips closer. He took my mouth and kissed me deeply. His kiss rocked me back on my heels, and I grasped him like a lifeline, matching his passion as I kissed him back with equal fervor. Sparks ignited within every part of me.
    By the time we parted, we were both gasping for air.
    After the most perfect moment of my life, doubts came barreling into me and knocked the wind right out of me.
    “Oh my God…I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” I shook my head in dismay and embarrassment at succumbing to my crush on him. This was all my fault . “I have to go.”
    I went to disengage myself from him, but he held me in place.
    “Wait,” he demanded.
    I could see the