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around his own dick was exciting as hell, he didn’t think he’d be up for that much hand-wringing. Mr. Big Dong didn’t seem to mind, though; those sex-toy makers obviously made their products very sturdy.
    “Maybe I just don’t believe in having to rely on anyone else, sexually or otherwise. Some women like having all the control in their hands.”
    Her hands? He managed not to smirk at that line, even though she’d practically begged for a smirk.
    “I mean,” she said, apparently noticing his expression, “they might prefer to be in the driver’s seat.”
    That one he couldn’t resist. “You’d have to be one hell of a driver to handle that stick.”
    A tiny smile flitted across her mouth. “I guess. But the truth is...these things aren’t really mine.”
    He grimaced. “They’re borrowed?”
    “I meant, I didn’t buy them,” she said with an eye roll.
    “Did you knock over that big-name sex shop, Bare Essentials, before you left Chicago?”
    “Of course not. They’re samples. They were for research.”
    “Are you preparing for your entry into the adult-film business?”
    “Hardly.”
    “That’s good, because I’m fairly sure the ‘hot for teacher’ story has already been done. About a million times.”
    “How many versions have you seen?” she asked, her expression unchanged, though her voice held the tiniest bit of suggestion.
    “Maybe a few.”
    Her wicked smile made Mike realize he wasn’t the only one giving in to some naughty urges here. She, too, was pushing this, even though the safe, sane thing would have been to let the conversation drop along with the dildo.
    He stepped closer, pausing only to let the book fall into the open box at his feet. She didn’t move away, tossing her own retrieved item in there, as well. It landed with a thud.
    “You could kill someone with that thing,” he mused.
    “Maybe I should keep it handy to slam into any potential intruders.”
    He rubbed his jaw. Damn, the woman did know how to give a guy an opening. But those green eyes didn’t reveal whether she’d done it on purpose. “Slam it, huh?”
    Her eyes flared, even as she inched a little closer, too. “I didn’t mean to say that.”
    “I’m sure you didn’t.” He watched her mouth as her tongue flicked out to dampen her parted lips. She was breathing deeply, audibly. But then, so was he. “Maybe you meant to say pound, or thrust?”
    She swallowed visibly, that delicate throat bobbing. “I meant, I could use it as a weapon.”
    “Yeah, I’m sure that’d scare a home invader to death. Go away or I’ll beat you with my big, giant penis.”
    Her dark pupils widened and her eyes flared with excitement, as if she’d felt the electric thrill in the air. Hell, so had he. He’d felt it from the moment he’d seen her on the deck of that ferry this morning.
    “This is a dangerous conversation, Chief Santori,” she whispered, even as she wrapped her arms around herself, as if for warmth. Or to hide any evidence of her body’s reaction to that dangerous conversation. Because he hadn’t been able to help noticing that her nipples were pebbled beneath her soft sweater and a pretty flush had risen in her previously pale cheeks.
    “I’m not intimidated by your sex toy, teacher,” he said, his voice almost a purr. His turn to give the opening; he just wondered if she’d take it.
    Her chin went up. “Should I be intimidated by yours?”
    Oh, hell, the woman hadn’t just taken it, she’d twisted his words around and put him firmly on the defensive. His mouth went dry, his hand shook and his whole body strained to eliminate those last few inches that separated them. He wanted to kiss her, wanted to push her up against the wall and cover her mouth with his, to taste her and take her.
    It was madness. She was a stranger, they were both firmly opposed to any kind of sexual entanglements and he was in a new job in a place where the walls had eyes and ears.
    And yet. And yet...
    One kiss.