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sighed. “If I knew it was going to be like that, I would have attacked you in your plane’s bedroom. We wouldn’t have landed without me devouring you.” She smiled. Making love with him had been wonderful, powerful.
    And she’d been nervous? Please! A total waste of energy.
    “That was awesome, don’t you think?” she asked.
    He didn’t answer, and the warm afterglow of his love making faded away.

Chapter Seven
    “Definitely,” he finally answered. If he meant what he said, why the pause?
    Ava’s face blazed like an open flame flicked her skin. She’d thought she’d pleased him. She was wrong. He thought what Jason thought. She was an ice cube in bed. Now he was about to reject her and she braced herself.
    She rolled to her side and rested her chin on his chest reading his stony expression.
    “How many lovers have you had?” he asked.
    Her muscles stiffened. “How many have you had?”
    “We aren’t talking about me. You told me it had been a while, not that your experience is practically nonexistent. You were so tight, then you acted shocked by the orgasms.”
    “I’ve climaxed before.” Just not like that, with that much intensity, and never with a man inside her.
    “I thought a woman as sexy as you would have a world of experience.”
    “You thought wrong.” She sat, her hip still touching his. Her eyes meeting the Arctic coldness of his.
    “I wish I would have known.”
    “So you could have brought someone else to this island, to your bed?”
    “Why would I do that?”
    “Because I’m not like Claudia or your other lovers? Because I’m frigid?”
    “Who the hell told you, you’re frigid?”
    “It doesn’t matter. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I suck in bed.” She bit into her lower lip. “I didn’t want you to toss me out.”
    “Ava, I wouldn’t have tossed you out. And for the record, there is no way in hell you’re frigid. If anything, you are too hot.”
    Her mouth dropped in shock. “Too hot? What do you mean?”
    “Nothing. There is nothing wrong with you. But I’d bet my company that there was something wrong with your last lover.”
    She stared into his eyes, making sure he spoke the truth and didn’t find any countering evidence. Something deep in her stomach buzzed. There was nothing wrong with her. Joel was a man who would know and that thought freed her. It made her hungry for him. She grinned and started to kiss his jaw and wrap her arms around his neck.
    “I like you, Joel.”
    “You like me?” he asked, untwining her arms and pulling from bed. Her words obviously bothered him. “Are you hungry?”
    “Sure, but not for food. Come back to bed.”
    But he didn’t. His face had turned back to expressionless marble. His arms tightened around his broad chest as if he needed another wall to keep her out. Whatever closeness he’d felt for her was now a filed-away memory.
    “Why are you pulling away?” she asked. “Are you afraid of getting close to me?”
    “No.”
    “Are you afraid you’ll fall in love with me?”
    He shrugged. “Never going to happen. Love screws everything up.”
    She was close to something important, some dark secret, the back of her neck tingled with the knowledge. “What did being in love screw up for you?” she asked.
    “Nothing. It’s time for lunch. I’ll call the staff.” And away he went.
    Yep, he was hiding something, all right, but whatever it was, she wasn’t going to uncover it. That damned secret of his was just that, his.
    Why the hell had it been so important for her to probe?
    He didn’t want their relationship to grow, and he didn’t want to be in love with her. The fact he ran from her question was a clear signal they had no future. He didn’t even want her close enough to be a friend.
    One week of meaningless sex that was what she was here for.
    For a moment there, when they’d been wrapped in each other’s arms, he’d been part of her, he’d healed her, and it had seemed like she’d connected to him