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grip. She slid
her hands into his waist band and moved the shorts down his muscular legs.
    Her eyes fastened on the black boxer briefs exposed
perfectly to her as he lounged against the comforter. It took extreme will
power to pull her focus back to his face. Chris was there, right in front of
her. Somehow the reality was so much more than she ever dreamt. He was
beautiful and for the first time, she could show him exactly how she felt about
him.
    How did she end up in her bedroom, this gorgeous man
sprawled out in front of her, ready for anything she wanted? It was everything
and none of what she'd planned for in the last few weeks. She looked down at
her clothes. It wasn't the black dress that finally hooked him. She had no idea
what was but she was going to wring every bit of enjoyment out of tonight and
leave the angst and analysis for another day.
    “Charlie,” his voice was husky, his breaths heavy with need.
    She let her hair fall free of the ponytail and pulled her
jeans off. Chris’s response filled her with a power she hadn’t expected. He
wanted her and it only made her desire burn hotter. His eyes were serious as
they roamed over her, stopping once on her breasts and then again at the black
lace she still wore.
    Suddenly he was on her. He lifted her and kissed her again
while his hands trailed over her. “Your body is amazing.” He slipped his hands
into her panties and pushed them down. Once they were off, he rolled her over
until her back hit the bed and she looked up into his face. Her legs wrapped
around his waist, intent on pulling him as close to her as possible. She moaned
when he lined them up perfectly.
    “Slow down. We have all night.” He nipped her chin and
growled when she rolled her hips.
    “Exactly, all night. Why wait when we can do this again?”
    He sucked in a breath. “Condoms. Please tell me that was
part of your plan.”
    “A girl can't be too prepared.” She leaned over and dragged
her work bag to the bed. There were a few in her makeup bag. An optimistic move
from the morning.
    He followed her moves and smiled. “That’s the bag you bring
to the office.”
    She nodded as she handed him the little foil packet.
    “So not the bag you took on your date?” He rolled back on
top of her but she placed her hands on his chest to push him off. He didn't
budge.
    “Do you really think I'd sleep with someone on the first
date? Especially when I’m crazy about you.”
    “Nope, I just didn't realize what a sex kitten I have
working for me. Condoms in the work place? That's pretty risqué.” He dipped
down to kiss her shoulder.
    She tilted her chin as he kissed his way to her mouth. “I
wanted to be prepared, just in case you suddenly decided you were head over
heels in love and couldn't keep your hands off me.”
    She gasped when his fingers trailed over her, hitting each
one of her sensitive spots. He came back to her mouth and kissed her deeply.
    “There was nothing sudden about it, Charlie. We might have a
problem though. I don't know if I'll ever be able to keep from touching you
again.”
    “I don't think I want you to ever stop.”
    A wicked grin stretched across his face. “Good.”
    ****
    The feel of her body kept him up for an hour after she'd
already fallen asleep. He wanted to memorize the little sounds she made in her
sleep, the way she burrowed into him.
    Eventually, he settled enough to fall asleep but only a few
short hours later a soft knock on the door woke him. He rolled over,
reluctantly giving up his hold on Charlie to get out of bed. He'd thrown on his
shorts last night when they'd checked on the kids and the door was only
partially closed. He saw Will through the open door.
    Chris made sure Charlie was still asleep and then slipped
through the door. “Hey.”
    “I don't want to know. Just tell me whose car is parked in
my driveway.”
    “Oh, long story. Charlie had to drive herself home in Rob's
car last night.”
    Will quirked his head. “Something