did.” “You know me so well.” Laura ate another fry. “You always have.” Steve nodded, returning to his burger. “Laura, I love you. Stephanie isn’t a woman that I want to be with. I want you. I love you.” Laura bit her lip. She had to tell him. “I slept with someone else last night.” Steve’s face hardened. “You? Who?” “That one State Trooper detective. Jones.” “Him?” Steve looked as though he might fall out of his chair. “What on earth did you see in him?” Laura shrugged. “Nothing, really. I was drunk. He…thought we should drink.” “So he got you drunk and had sex with you?” “No, no. Don’t say it like that. That’s not how it happened. I went along with it.” She shrugged, staring down at her food. “I don’t know what I was thinking. You know me, I never do things like this.” “No, you don’t. I’m completely shocked.” Steve took a sip of his drink. “But I get it.” “You do?” Laura was glad one of them did. “Then please explain it to me.” “You’re hurting. And you’re hurting because of me. I did this to you. Because I did an asshole thing. And I don’t deserve your forgiveness.” Steve was staring at her. It distracted her from her food. “I won’t ask you for your forgiveness, Laura. But I can only hope that you would be so generous to me. But if you won’t be, I’ll understand.” Laura felt tears prick into her eyes. This was the Steve she had always known. She’d met him on a case so many years ago. He’d been as sweet tonight as he’d always been those years. He was the only man that she could think of marrying. He understood her career passion, and her crazy schedule. He was so wonderful. Could she really hold this mistake against him forever? Laura leaned across the desk. She kissed him softly. “I don’t know that I can forgive you. Not yet at least. But I know that I love you. That the man sitting in front of me right now is the man that I fell in love with.” Steve took her hand. “So does that mean I get a second chance?” Laura kissed him again. “What do you think?” ****** Their food had been forgotten. Steve had pulled her to him. He was kissing her with long, sweet kisses which made her feel like she hadn’t in years. She wondered if she had been wrong to doubt him…wrong to walk away from Philadelphia. It didn’t really matter now. He had followed her here…and he was here now. That was all that she cared about. They’d moved to the shower. Laura had needed it. She couldn’t handle another moment feeling so dirty. She felt better with his hands on her. That seemed to replace everything. Their wet bodies modeled together. It felt glorious to press her wet breasts against his chest. She liked the friction of her nipples against his hard muscles. She liked the way his hands cupped her ass as he lifted her up. She let her hand slide between their bodies to guide him into her. His body felt perfect and right in hers. This was how it was supposed to feel. She wrapped both legs around him as he supported her. She clung to him. The water gushing down on them made the moment even more erotic. Afterwards, he carried her to the bed. They made love again. This was more traditional. He’d settled over her. She was amazed that he was ready for her again so quickly. But she didn’t argue. She simply moaned as he pushed into her. Her hands tangled into the sheets as he pushed himself deep into her. His lips fell slowly over her skin. Laura was close. She cried out as the sensation hit her body, shaking around him. Steve cried out into her ear as he came. Afterwards, she held him against her, quietly stroking his hair. This was perfect. ****** Laura awoke early the next morning. This time, she