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remote.
He should have looked ridiculous against the delicate floral
pattern of her too small couch, but instead it just showcased his
maleness—the power and energy that seemed to come off of him in
waves.
“Nah, this is just two neighbors getting to
know each other. Do you have popcorn? Also, haven’t your brothers
told you that it’s not safe to let people see in your windows? You
have blinds, woman, use them.”
“How do you know I have brothers?”
“It’s a trade secret, sweetheart. If I told
you, I’d have to kill you.”
“Oh, please,” she said, wondering how she’d
lost the upper hand.
And where the hell was she supposed to sit?
He practically took up all the space on the couch.
“And yes, my brothers tell me to use my
blinds every time they come to visit, but I ignore them just like
I’m going to ignore you. I moved here because of how beautiful the
street is, not to hole up in my house like a paranoid ex-DEA agent
who expects the whole world to be out for him.”
“How do you know I’m an ex-agent?” he asked,
eyes narrowed.
“Trade secret, sweetheart,” she said, smiling
serenely. “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”
He threw his head back and laughed and the
sound caressed her already sensitive nerve endings. She should
throw him out and bolt the door behind him. She’d never be able to
resist him if he created something more than just physical between
them.
“So are you going to join me over here or
stand there all night with your mouth hanging open? Though I have
to say, the bathrobe is a pretty great deterrent for what I
originally had in mind. I thought you’d be more inclined to wear
the things I saw in your shop.”
“Only in your dreams, MacKenzie.”
Bayleigh put in the DVD and went to join him
on the couch, trying not to dwell on the fact that she fit
perfectly in his arms.
“Don’t think you’re going to break me down by
being nice all of a sudden,” she said. “I’m on to you, mister.” She
propped her bare feet on the coffee table and ignored the heat that
seemed to leap between them every time they touched. “And next time
I get to pick the movie.”
Chapter Six
“I’m going to kill him,” Bayleigh said as she
rolled out of bed a week later, the morning light of dawn barely
peeking through her windows.
Cade had generally made himself a pest for
the past week. He’d shown up at her house late every night, looking
ragged and tired, and she could see a glimpse of something dark and
sad in his eyes—something that seemed to be growing in
intensity—but he never brought it up, and she wasn’t going to ask.
He worked erratic hours and something was eating at him.
Their “friendship” was tenuous at best.
They’d watched a couple of movies, but they’d spent most of the
time debating and arguing anything and everything they could think
of. And boy did they argue. It was the best damned foreplay she’d
ever had, and she’d shoved him out the door angry more nights than
she’d let him stay just to preserve her sanity.
As much as she hated to admit it, she was
surprised to find he stimulated her mind almost as much as he
stimulated her body. And he’d taken plenty of opportunities to
remind her that the chemistry between them was still there and
going strong.
Her brother’s words had haunted her for the
past two weeks. She wanted to know about the lover Cade had lost.
What he was really doing in Texas. And she wanted to know why he
wasn’t pushing the physical aspect of their relationship anymore.
He still kissed her every chance he got, but he’d stopped filling
her head with the descriptions of what he wanted to do to her. Of
how it would be between them.
Doubts that she’d done something wrong had
begun to creep in on her the last couple of days, and as much as
she tried to tell herself that it didn’t matter, she found that it
did matter. She wanted that connection between them. To know that
she was special and
He should have looked ridiculous against the delicate floral
pattern of her too small couch, but instead it just showcased his
maleness—the power and energy that seemed to come off of him in
waves.
“Nah, this is just two neighbors getting to
know each other. Do you have popcorn? Also, haven’t your brothers
told you that it’s not safe to let people see in your windows? You
have blinds, woman, use them.”
“How do you know I have brothers?”
“It’s a trade secret, sweetheart. If I told
you, I’d have to kill you.”
“Oh, please,” she said, wondering how she’d
lost the upper hand.
And where the hell was she supposed to sit?
He practically took up all the space on the couch.
“And yes, my brothers tell me to use my
blinds every time they come to visit, but I ignore them just like
I’m going to ignore you. I moved here because of how beautiful the
street is, not to hole up in my house like a paranoid ex-DEA agent
who expects the whole world to be out for him.”
“How do you know I’m an ex-agent?” he asked,
eyes narrowed.
“Trade secret, sweetheart,” she said, smiling
serenely. “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”
He threw his head back and laughed and the
sound caressed her already sensitive nerve endings. She should
throw him out and bolt the door behind him. She’d never be able to
resist him if he created something more than just physical between
them.
“So are you going to join me over here or
stand there all night with your mouth hanging open? Though I have
to say, the bathrobe is a pretty great deterrent for what I
originally had in mind. I thought you’d be more inclined to wear
the things I saw in your shop.”
“Only in your dreams, MacKenzie.”
Bayleigh put in the DVD and went to join him
on the couch, trying not to dwell on the fact that she fit
perfectly in his arms.
“Don’t think you’re going to break me down by
being nice all of a sudden,” she said. “I’m on to you, mister.” She
propped her bare feet on the coffee table and ignored the heat that
seemed to leap between them every time they touched. “And next time
I get to pick the movie.”
Chapter Six
“I’m going to kill him,” Bayleigh said as she
rolled out of bed a week later, the morning light of dawn barely
peeking through her windows.
Cade had generally made himself a pest for
the past week. He’d shown up at her house late every night, looking
ragged and tired, and she could see a glimpse of something dark and
sad in his eyes—something that seemed to be growing in
intensity—but he never brought it up, and she wasn’t going to ask.
He worked erratic hours and something was eating at him.
Their “friendship” was tenuous at best.
They’d watched a couple of movies, but they’d spent most of the
time debating and arguing anything and everything they could think
of. And boy did they argue. It was the best damned foreplay she’d
ever had, and she’d shoved him out the door angry more nights than
she’d let him stay just to preserve her sanity.
As much as she hated to admit it, she was
surprised to find he stimulated her mind almost as much as he
stimulated her body. And he’d taken plenty of opportunities to
remind her that the chemistry between them was still there and
going strong.
Her brother’s words had haunted her for the
past two weeks. She wanted to know about the lover Cade had lost.
What he was really doing in Texas. And she wanted to know why he
wasn’t pushing the physical aspect of their relationship anymore.
He still kissed her every chance he got, but he’d stopped filling
her head with the descriptions of what he wanted to do to her. Of
how it would be between them.
Doubts that she’d done something wrong had
begun to creep in on her the last couple of days, and as much as
she tried to tell herself that it didn’t matter, she found that it
did matter. She wanted that connection between them. To know that
she was special and
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