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fell from her dripping channel and for a long moment all they did was breathe. Sweat drying on their bodies, Julianna realized that in that moment, she felt content. She knew all the reasons why she shouldn’t but maybe it was all those endorphins rushing her cerebral cortex and when she came down from her orgasmic high she’d remember all the reasons why she hated Boston Kincair but at the moment…she kinda wanted to sleep.
    “You are unlike any woman I’ve ever known,” came Boston’s voice from behind her, tickling her ear and causing her to shiver. His hand lightly caressed her bare skin and she wondered at how easily he made her quake. “Tell me why you waited to have sex? Was it religious?”
    “No,” she answered, hesitating for a brief moment as she considered whether or not she wanted to bare her private reasons for remaining a virgin. She supposed it was a moot point now. “I wanted it to be special. I watched my girlfriends flit from boy to boy, having casual and not-so-casual sex and it meant nothing. And then, by proxy, the girls ended meaning nothing. I didn’t want to be devalued that way. I figured that if I waited until I was married to have sex, then at least I knew without a doubt, the man loved me enough to wait, which meant he valued me for more than just sex.”
    “Hmm …”
    Hmmm? That’s it? She twisted in his lap to stare at him. “I just bared my soul to you and shared something incredibly private and all you can say is hmmm ?”
    He frowned. “What else should I say? I could point out the irony of your situation but that seems unnecessarily mean given the nice romp we just had.”
    Nice romp? Ugh. She scowled. “You really know how to ruin a moment,” she muttered and popped from his lap. “For a brief nanosecond, I wondered if it were possible for you to be a decent human being but then you went and destroyed that tiny little spark of wonder and I guess I should thank you. At least now I know that I should never allow myself the misfortune of falling in love with you because I’d end up screwed in more ways than one.”
    “Falling in love with me would definitely be unwise. I am not interested in your heart, only your body. But rest assured that I am quite pleased with your body and I definitely look forward to more sessions like this.”
    Julianna stomped her foot and glared. “I hate you.”
    “Hateful sex can be very dirty —  in a very good way. Come, let me show you how wonderful sex can be between two people who can’t stand one another.”
    Julianna would rather chew nails than allow him into her body again tonight . Tomorrow, admittedly, might be a different story. She rather liked those toe-curling orgasms. She grabbed her bathrobe and pulled it on, saying, “I’d rather not. I’m going to shower. Feel free to be gone by the time I’m finished.”
    He chuckled and popped to his feet, catching her just as she reached the bathroom door. Boston’s strong grip enclosed her waist and he buried his nose against the tender skin of her neck to whisper, “You’re so cute when you’re pissed off.” Oh, is that right? Well, let’s see how cute this is. She buried an elbow into his chiseled midsection and he grunted as he let go.
    Julianna lifted her chin and hit him with a hard glare. “I know self-defense and I’m not afraid to use it. Try that again and I’ll send your spleen into your lower intestines.”
    She expected anger, even rage but he simply waved her off and sank back into the chair with a subtle quirk of his lips that suggested a wry smile. “Enjoy your shower, Madame,” he said and she spun on her heel, slamming the door behind her. And once the door was safely locked, she yelled out, “And this is the ugliest bathroom I’ve ever seen! Gold? Ugh. Apparently, you and Liberace share the same interior designer. Tacky!”
    “This coming from the woman who was using coffee filters for toilet paper?” he answered from the other room and she gasped.