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forearm and let his fingers slide down until he had a hold of her hand. Goose bumps erupted all over her skin at the gentle and increasingly familiar contact. He was almost constantly touching her in some way. Perhaps it should have seemed too personal, possessive even, but coming from him it just seemed … perfect.
    She actually loved his continual contact.
    Justin tugged on Kara’s hand and motioned toward the house with his head. “Come on. I want you to meet Trevor.”
    He quickly swept her through the front door into an enormous family room. The area was so … warm. Welcoming.
    The lived-in feeling of the self-proclaimed bachelor pad struck her immediately. A large sectional sofa formed a giant U-shape in the center of the room in a pattern of rust and browns. The area rug extending from the couch was a luxurious shaggy beige. Kara found herself wanting to take her shoes off and sink her feet into the tall pile.
    “What do you think?” Justin’s voice was surprisingly eager.
    Kara glanced at him to see an expression of hope staring back at her. He seemed to be holding his breath as though it mattered a great deal to him that she liked his home.
    “It’s wonderful, Justin. I just love it.”
    What was not to love?
    A soft shade of brown covered the walls and met up with hardwood floors. Pillows in a variety of autumn colors were strewn around the sofa and in front of it, begging someone to lie down on the carpet and relax in front of the enormous flat-screen TV or listen to the stereo system filling the built-in wall-to-ceiling shelves.
    “Would you like something to drink?” Justin continued to pull Kara through the living area and into the largest kitchen she’d ever seen. Clean. Modern. Sleek. Weird.
    How do a couple of bachelors keep their kitchen so tidy? “I don’t have mineral water, but…” He pointed to the sink and faucet teasing her.
    “Ha ha. I’m fine.”
    Kara stared at Justin as he gathered her into his embrace. He lowered his mouth to hers in another mindboggling kiss, taking her breath away.
    A sudden noise to Kara’s left made her jump and spin in the direction of a screen door to the backyard banging closed. Heat suffused her face at having been caught kissing.
    Standing in the doorway, gasping for air, was the second perfect male specimen Kara had met in two days. His blond hair was darker than hers, wavy, and hung across his forehead, disheveled. He seemed to have run to the house. Emerald eyes stared at her …
    trapped her. A shiver ran through Kara’s entire body. Had they met before? She had the oddest sensation she should know him. Then again, she’d felt the same reaction with Justin last night. How peculiar. Incredibly strange.
    What the hell is wrong with you, Kara?
    When she licked her lips, tasting Justin’s kiss, her senses returned slowly. Her mouth felt suddenly dry. Her heart beat rapidly.
    She realized she had turned in Justin’s arms to face away from him and still stood in his embrace, staring like a madwoman at his friend. His roommate, for Christ’s sake.
    “Kara, this is Trevor.” Justin pulled Kara tighter against his chest, his arms wrapped around her almost stiffly. She leaned back against him. And prayed whatever freaky part of nature screaming at her to get a taste of Trevor too, would pass. Quickly.
    “Hi.” Trevor approached Kara slowly. His swagger was hesitant. Sexy.
    Stop it .
    She could not rein in her thoughts. He was at least as big as Justin. Built. Did the two of them spend the entire day working out? Did steroids fill the water out here? Surely even the physical labor of a farm wouldn’t be enough to turn ordinary men into mouthwatering gods.
    As he got closer, Kara tensed. His gaze narrowed in on her, wandered over her entire body like a predator. When he finally arrived to within a foot of her, he stopped. Kara froze in her position tucked under Justin’s chin.
    Trevor reached for Kara’s hand. “Nice to meet you. I’ve heard …