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will be more than happy to feed you!” she shot back. She sounded like a jealous girlfriend. And she was. Supremely so. The jealous part anyway.
    “
You
are my hot date, Katrina,” he bit off.
    “But I told you I was busy.”
    “Are you trying to blow me off?”
    “Are you stalking me?”
    “Maybe.” He made no apologies for it. He raised the pizza in his hands. It smelled almost as good as he did.
    “That’s my pizza,” she said reaching out for it.
    He pulled it back, causing her to step forward and the belt of her robe to slide undone. Simon hissed in a breath. It took every vestige of willpower she possessed not to quickly retie the belt. Instead she smiled seductively and clasped the golden balls stroking her G spot. The smooth fabric of the robe outlined her breasts and the edges hung fervently onto the tips of her hard nipples.
    “I paid for it,” Simon said, huskily, keeping his hot gaze trained on hers.
    “But I ordered it.”
    He smiled slowly, once again in complete control of himself, and her body ached for him. “If you let me in, I’ll share it with you.”
    “Simon—I don’t think—”
    “I promise. I
swear,
I will not touch you,
even
if you throw yourself at me and demand I make mad passionate love to you.”
    Well, that certainly surprised her. Katy smiled. How could she not? This man brought out a deep private part of her she never knew existed.
    She backed into her apartment while holding the door open for him. “I’ll call the cops if you misbehave.”
    He grinned and said, “I have no doubt.”
    Katy tied her robe securely as she headed for the kitchen but said over her shoulder, “Keep going straight into the living room and just put the box down on the coffee table.”
    Nervously, she considered another glass of wine. But her, plus wine, plus Simon, equaled trouble. One glass was already too much with him in the room. She grabbed a bottle of cold Pellegrino from the fridge and a beer from the stash she kept on hand for Elliot whenever he was over fixing something. Figuring Simon wouldn’t want a glass, she slid two plates from the cabinets, tucked a handful of napkins under her chin, and reached for the red pepper flakes she had taken out earlier in anticipation of her pizza.
    “Christ, woman, what did you order? The kitchen sink?” he called from the living room.
    Katy smiled as she sauntered carefully into the living room, making sure not to give the golden balls too much leeway to trigger a spontaneous orgasm. Just as she readjusted her gait, the balls slid over just the right place and she couldn’t stifle a soft moan. Simon looked up. His eyebrows shot up, then lowered as a knowing smile curved his full lips. Oh what she wouldn’t give to be able to kiss him right now with the assurance nothing bad would happen as a result.
    “I see you like the little gift I left for you.”
    Carefully, she sat down on the edge of the sofa so as not to move the balls any more than necessary. She handed him his beer just as he reached out to help her with her burden.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, looking down at the pizza that indeed looked as if the entire contents of a refrigerator had been dumped on it.
    Simon took her bottle of water and glass, and set it down next to his beer.
    When he took a swig, he grimaced.
    “Oh, I’m sorry, Elliot likes his Guinness ice cold.”
    Setting the bottle down, he cocked a brow. “Elliot?”
    “Elliot, my—” It occurred to Katy as she watched Simon’s dark brows crowd together that maybe he was … jealous?
    “Your … what?” he asked.
    “My … fix-it guy.”
    “What does Elliot fix?”
    “Oh, this and that.”
    Simon picked up his beer and took a long draught, then pointed the mouth of the long neck at her breasts. “Doe he fix those?” He proceeded to point the bottle south to her lap. “Or that?”
    She straightened and gasped as her hips rocked against the balls.
    Simon grinned like the devil and