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admit that to her. He glanced at Mike and the satisfaction on her face made him grit his teeth. “It’s all right.”
    “Lie down, sir,” one of the salesmen prompted. “You’ll see. Your wife has selected one of our finest pieces. I’m sure you’ll be swayed. She seems to have excellent taste.”
    “My—” He flashed her a look and Mike smiled and shrugged.
    “They assumed—”
    “Since you’re the one doing all the talking.”
    “—that we’re married.” She finished with another shrug and he tried not to notice how the silk of her shirt pulled across her chest with every movement.
    “Try it out,” the salesman urged again and Lucas, grumbling all the way, did just that. He walked to the side of the bed, sat down, then stretched out atop the quilted mattress. Hell, anything to get this expedition finished and his day back on track.
    He nearly groaned. The mattress felt plush and soft and welcoming. Long enough for a tall man to stretch out comfortably, the bed was, damn it,
perfect
.
    “You, too, ma’am,” the slightly built man with horn-rimmed glasses insisted. “Both of you should lie down as you always do, to get the feel for the furniture.”
    “Oh,” Mike said and backed up a step. “I don’t think that’s—”
    “Sure,
honey
,” Lucas said, and patted the mattress beside him in invitation. “Come on. Park it.”
    She sneered at him. “Thanks for the invite, but I’ll pass . . .”
    “Well,” Lucas said, enjoying the fact that he’d put her on edge. “Sorry, gentlemen, but if my wife doesn’t try out the bed, we won’t be able to get it today, after all.”
    “Oh, please, madam, I assure you, you won’t be sorry.” The salesman talked fast, already seeing a hefty commission flying out the nearest window.
    “Fine.” Mike muttered the single word, walked to the opposite side of the bed, and lay down, keeping plenty of distance between her and Lucas.
    No way was he letting her get away with that. She’d driven him crazy all morning, now it was payback time.
    “Now, don’t be shy, honey,” he crooned and reached out for her. Scooping one arm under her shoulders, he pulled her in close. “Just snuggle in close like you do every night. I’m sure these gentlemen won’t mind.”
    “You idiot,” she grumbled into his shoulder.
    “There, see? I knew you’d like it,” the salesman crowed and looked around at his friends, happily counting the sale already.
    “Well, I’m not sure yet,” Lucas said, and reared back so that he could look into pale blue eyes glinting with everything
but
amusement. “I think we need one last test.”
    “If you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, just start thinking something else, bucko,” Mike said, and tried to wriggle away.
    “I’ll give you a moment,” the salesman said instantly and scuttled away to write up the sale before anyone could change their minds.
    “Hey,” Lucas said quietly, for Mike alone to hear. “You want me to get this bed, then prove to me that it’s going to be comfortable in
all
situations.”
    “Oh please.” She snorted. “The nerd prince is worried about that once-a-year special night with a lady friend?”
    “Once a year?”
    One blond eyebrow rose high on her forehead. “You haven’t exactly been swimming in babes for the last two months,” she pointed out.
    “By choice.”
    “Sure. That’s what they all say.”
    “Could you just shut up for ten seconds?”
    “My sister Jo’s always asking me that.”
    He stared down into her eyes. “And does it work?”
    “Never.”
    “Then let’s try this.”
    He kissed her.
    His mouth brushed across hers once, twice, and then fastened on in a hunger he hadn’t been expecting. Hadn’t counted on. His tongue dipped into her warmth, swirled with hers, danced and dipped and tasted and explored. Her breath shot into his throat, his lungs, and he felt her slide all too deep inside him.
    Oh no.
    This he hadn’t counted on at all.
    Neither,