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of Gods.”
    He rolled off her, turned her on her side and snuggled in behind her. His hand toyed with her hair and his warm breath fluttered on her face when he placed a small kiss on her head. They snuggled together and Missy grinned to herself. She’d been over men since her ex had left her—not to mention the fact her confidence sat in the gutter.
    He lifted his head slightly. “What are you smirking about?”
    “Well, to be honest, I wouldn’t have spit on the male race if I’d found one on fire and now look at me. I’ve had a house explode, a car almost run me down and I’ve had spectacular sex. Who needs a cheating ex-husband?” She snuggled back into Eric and tried to ignore the fact that when her book was finished, so were they.
    “He cheated on you? Does he need Viagra and bifocals?”
    Warmth seared through the icy lump permanently lodged in her heart since she’d found her husband out. “Thanks for that boost to my ego, but I know I need to lose weight. To be honest, most men want statuesque blondes, not short dumpy ones. Plus he had to control my life, my world. What I ate. Eventually I couldn’t take it and started talking back. That’s when he found my best friend and left. I started controlling my own life. I’m my own person again.”
    Eric’s snort of disgust echoed in her ears.
    “That goes to show you modern-day men are idiots. Women from my world are valued for curves and, Missy, you have them in abundance. I, for one, am fine with being bossed around. My mother and my sister do it all the time. Doesn’t worry me.” One of his hands crept around her and slowly caressed a swelling peak. “In fact, I more than like a bossy woman. I know when to sit back and when to step up and take care of a situation. So feel free to take charge.”
    The evidence of exactly how he felt about her curves poked her in the back. God, what did this guy carry around in his pants all day, a baseball bat? Missy couldn’t believe she’d had sex with it. Before now the biggest thing she’d ever experienced had been Mr. Happy. Her ex had been pretty small. Missy had always assured him when asked that it didn’t matter, but after Eric, it definitely did.
    “Crap, no condom. How could I have been that stupid?”
    Missy didn’t realize she’d spoken out loud until Eric propped himself up on an elbow.
    “Don’t worry, I’m clean. We have regular health checks for the job and you can’t get pregnant. Even a Demi-God can control impregnation until we’re ready. And trust me, I’m not yet.”
    She was relieved and squelched the protesting little voice inside. She didn’t want to be pregnant yet, but the choice had already been taken away from her.
    “So, did the scene play out the way you wanted it to?”
    “Excuse me?”
    “Wouldn’t our interaction have been good research for your book?”
    A burning dragon coiled in her stomach and bile rose steaming to the back of her throat. Suddenly conscious of her nudity, Missy rolled over and took the sheet with her when she rose. She tried to take a deep breath without losing the sheet and strove for calm. “Okay, let me get this straight. You only had sex with me for my book?”
    “Well, that’s why you called for me, wasn’t it?” Eric ignored his nakedness and sat up.
    “You’re a pervert,” Missy yelled back at him. Originally she’d been willing to go along with all this research stuff, but in the end she wanted him to like her for herself and not just a job. “And what kind of person do you think I am? I might write romance, but that doesn’t mean I’m gagging for it. Just because there’s a love scene in my book doesn’t mean it has to be based on real life. Haven’t you heard of faking it?” Missy’s hands shook as she tried to lower her voice. She didn’t want to be a job. She wanted to mean something to someone.
    Okay, at first she’d thought she could use him for the sex then write it in her book. But she wasn’t made like that,