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her hair.
    Lucy closed her eyes and smiled. Mission accomplished…
    * * * * *
    She was everything he’d always thought she was, everything
he’d always thought she’d become. She was the one woman he’d always tried to
stay clear of, the one woman he’d always known would fit him like his favorite
T-shirt did. She was his and yet she wasn’t.
    He watched her sing to herself as she packed her suitcase,
her ass jiggling from side to side. He thought back to that morning, when he’d
woken up to find that same ass curved into him. He hadn’t woken up with a woman
in such a long time it’d taken him awhile to remember where he was and who he
was with. By the time it had hit, it’d been too late. He’d been hard beyond belief,
his cock digging into her back. She’d wriggled a little and he’d wondered
whether she was awake or not.
    Unable to stop himself, he’d let his hand roam up her front,
finding one heavy breast seconds later. He’d played with her nipple, feeling it
harden beneath his palm. Knowing she was responding to him so damn easily had
been a kick to the head. Pleasure had rushed through him and he’d pulled her
leg up, settling himself just where he wanted to be. Her pussy had been wet
from their last time together and it’d been as if he’d never left her. He’d
slid inside her, her soft moan echoing in the room.
    God, she was so damn perfect. He wondered how it would feel
to wake up next to her every morning. Would it grow old after a while or would
it get even better? Would she remain the same uninhibited woman or would she go
back to behaving like that shy teenager she’d once been? He wanted to know.
    But he couldn’t. This weekend had been amazing, but she’d
been right. It was only sex, just sex. He wasn’t ready for a relationship; she
wasn’t either. It was better if he just made it a clean break rather than mess
up his relationship not only with her, but also with her brother. Forcing his
gaze away, he grabbed his bag and strode to the door, calling over his shoulder
that he would be waiting for her outside.
    When she stepped onto the front porch minutes later, her
smile had dimmed. Knowing he didn’t have a choice, he cleared his throat and
began speaking, “Back to being friends then.” He forced a chuckle out. “I hope
you got what you wanted out of this weekend.”
    “Huh, sure.” She hurried past him and beeped her car open.
    “Why don’t you leave first and I’ll follow? Don’t want Lex
to think we were together, eh.”
    “Right. That’s… Yes.” She flung her suitcase onto the
backseat and he watched as she stood there, her hands tightened into fists at
her sides. When she whirled back around, her face was as hard as granite.
“Thanks for the weekend, Nick. I had fun.”
    “All part of the service.” He chuckled some more. Asshole ,
he insulted himself, but worked hard on keeping the charade up. “Who’d have
thought little Lucy could be such a good slut after all?” Her eyes widened, and
he realized he’d gone too far. Shit! “Well, it was fun. Just be careful next
time I’m at your house. We don’t want you acting differently around me, do we?”
    “Oh, believe me, I won’t.” Her voice had gone hard too. He’d
done it; she was pissed now.
    “Cool. Drive safely now, Lucy.”
    “You too.” Without even a wave goodbye, she climbed into her
SUV and shot out of there like the devil was on her heels.
    “Fuck it!” he finally exploded when he was sure she was
gone. He kicked his front tire and rubbed his face with both hands. It’d been
so damn perfect, it would never have lasted. Yes, he just had to keep on
telling himself that.
    Right.

Chapter Six
     
    Lucy heard his voice seconds before he entered the den. It’d
been a week since she’d left him at the cabin, his words spinning inside her
mind. He’d called her a good little whore! Slut. Same difference, right? She’d
been thinking about it all week long. At work, at home, in the car. All