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she’d need to go back to the corner where she’d been dropped off.
    She walked down the sidewalk, eager to get home and see Alaska. At least she had one male who was always happy to see her, always waiting for her.
    â€œLet me see you home,” Curtis said, placing a hand on her arm. She jumped. And cursed herself.
    â€œSorry, did I startle you?”
    Kate shook her head, flashing him a quick smile. “No. I’m fine.” But she shivered again.
    He slid his hand up to her elbow. His grip was sure, his palm warm. She allowed her body to lean toward his. Her skin buzzed. Kind of like her head. She’d drunk a lot of wine tonight. Too much. “Feel better?”
    â€œYes.” The word breathed between her lips.
    He didn’t say anything else, but his fingers danced down to her wrist, caressing the delicate skin that was screaming in a very indelicate way under his touch.
    Curtis waved at an empty taxi. He held the door open for her, letting her slide in, then eased his long frame right next to hers. His arm stretched along the back of the seat. Kate gave her address to the cabbie.
    They drove in silence, but Kate’s body was talking to her the whole while.
    Please. Please let me do this.
    Please let me forget.
    The cab pulled into her driveway. Curtis paid the driver, and followed Kate up her darkened walkway.
    Her breath paused in her throat.
    The next move was up to her.
    Her body screamed, do it.
    Her mind said, you’re a fool.
    Did she dare?
    Curtis stopped on the porch. Waiting.
    She turned. “I had a lot of fun.”
    He smiled. The dimple. Oh, the dimple.
    â€œMe, too.” His fingers brushed a wisp of hair from her face. The gesture reminded her of Randall and her heart froze.
    She raised her chin. Not anymore, Randall Barrett. Not after the way you’ve avoided me. Not after the way you walked out of that elevator.
    She swayed toward Curtis. His hand cupped her cheek. Her eyes drifted shut and she waited for sensation to fill all the empty spaces. All the spaces Ethan had stormed out of, all the spaces Craig Peters had torn open, all the spaces her own loneliness had left destitute for too long.
    It had been too long.
    Much, much too long.
    Her lips parted, ready for the taste of this man who now pulled her tighter against him.
    His lips found hers. They were warm, searching, hungry.
    Her hand crept up his neck, savoring the hard columns of muscle and tendon. His stubble was soft and yet bristly at the same time.
    He was man.
    Boy, he was man.
    And right now, all she wanted was a man to fill her up from the inside out and make her forget.
    What was so wrong with that?
    She ran her hands over his shoulders. Muscle, taut with need, tensed at her caress. She enjoyed her power over Curtis. She smoothed her palms down his chest. His skin burned through the cotton of his shirt, his heart thudding under her hand.
    He buried his face in her neck. “May I come in?” he breathed. His teeth caught her earlobe. “I promise I won’t snore.” His heart pounded, strong, urgent. Alive under her hand.
    There was nothing she wanted more than to feel his body in hers. To feel his rhythm in her blood. To havehim take over her body and leave no room for anyone else.
    She would not think about Tuesday morning.
    She would live the moment.
    And goddamn it, she would enjoy it.
    She took his hand and curved it around her hips while she fumbled open her purse. Her fingers shook, then clasped the cool metal of her key.
    Alaska padded to the door. He eyed Curtis, sniffing the proffered hand. Curtis gave him a scratch on the ears.
    The normalcy of the gesture snapped Kate out of her passion-induced fog. She took a step away, heart thudding, mind veering between desire and fear.
    Curtis grasped her hips. “Kate, don’t change your mind now.” How did he know what she was thinking? She stared into his eyes. Gray, like the fog that swept over the water. But clear.