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and slid them behind me to cup my butt through my jeans and pull me into his hips. “You always get my attention.”
    Oh yeah, I could feel his attention in his jeans pressed against me. Smiling, I said, “So then what did you come here for?”
    “To see you. Touch you.” He lowered his mouth to mine. “Taste you.”
    I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his waist.
    Gabe’s cell phone rang.
    He groaned out, “Damn.” Breaking the kiss, he let go of my butt to yank the phone off his belt. After looking at the screen, he put it to his ear. “Pulizzi.”
    I leaned my head against the wall and watched Gabe. I wanted to possess this man, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen. One day, when his old wounds healed, Gabe was going to want a family. A wife, babies . . . the whole romantic package. Not a woman like me, who was five years older, had ready-made teenage children and an aging grandfather, and was done with childbearing.
    Gabe said into the phone, “No, it’s better if we arrive at the motel together. I’ll pick you up in ten.”
    I snapped out of my thoughts. Motel? Together? “Who was that?”
    He closed his phone, slid it back in his belt, and settled his gaze on me. “My new assistant, Dee.”
    “A woman? You hired a woman full-time? Does she work out of her house? Or your house?”
    “Dee answers phones for me and is beginning her training to get a PI license.”
    What was that feeling in my stomach? Oh yeah—hot, pissed-off, irrational jealousy. “And the two of you are going to a motel?”
    “To work on a domestic case that I put on hold when we thought Angel was missing.”
    “You’re chasing a cheater?”
    “Yep.”
    “With Dee?” Did I think this was going to get any better with clarification?
    “Need a woman to make the cover work. A man who sees me show up at the motel with a woman will assume I’m cheating just like him.”
    “OK.” Not OK! This woman was in my place. I was the one who helped Gabe. Well, truthfully, usually Gabe helped me, but still. I wanted this Dee to explode into fiery hellish flames and die. Cripes, it felt like my stomach was on fire.
    Gabe slid up a single eyebrow. “You look upset. If I remember correctly, you didn’t want to commit to getting a PI license.”
    I narrowed my eyes. “Are you trying to make me jealous? It’s bad enough I had to deal with Vance and his bold suggestions. What is it with you men?”
    Gabe took a step, bringing his hard body up against mine. “What did Vance say to you?”
    Satisfaction cooled the fire in my belly. “This morning at Angel’s house, he assured me that a night with him would teach me bliss and I’d forget all about wallbangers with wannabes. I think wannabes refers to you.” Yeah, like I’d ever forget Gabe’s hot and hard body.
    Gabe’s eyes glittered hard hate and his breathing roughened. “I’m going to kill him.”
    I smiled. “No time for murder, Gabe. You have to go chase down a cheater with Dee.” He wouldn’t be thinking about Dee now.
    Gabe’s expression eased. He slid his hand behind my head. “There’s always time for murder and sex.” His kiss seared right through my jealousy.
    Wallbanger sounded good to me. I kissed him back and went to work on the buttons of his shirt. A fast rush of pure lust wiped out my fatigue. I needed Gabe. The pool of sizzling heat spread deep in my belly, and lower, increasing my urgency. I spread his shirt open, touching his hard, warm chest.
    And felt the pounding of his heart beneath my fingers.
    He broke the kiss to pull my T-shirt off. Sweeping aside a bra cup, he freed my breast and played his thumb over my nipple. I reached for his pants, undoing the buttons and pulling him free. Wrapping my hand around his penis, I felt the hard throb of his need. I softened my touch, running a finger along the heavy underside and looked up into Gabe’s face.
    His eyes darkened and his nostrils flared as he thrust deeper into my hand.
    The phone rang. This