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and opened the door. He bounced on the balls of his feet in a T-shirt and running shorts.
    “Want to go for a run with me? We can get coffee afterwards.”
    A run. She didn’t run. She’d planned to hit the gym downstairs in a few minutes, so was already in her yoga pants and tank top, but running? That was outside, and jarring, and she was pretty sure Zach wouldn’t find her wheezing sexy. But no way was she sending him off, not when he’d gone to the effort, clearly wanting to spend time with her, no matter his motivation.
    “We could swim. There’s no one at the apartment pool this early, and it’s great to do laps.”
    Wariness tightened his features. “You’d be wearing a bathing suit, I’d imagine.”
    She cocked her hip. “I’m not quite daring enough to go without.”
    “It’s probably not one of those that covers you chin to knee.”
    She had several bathing suits, in fact. One was a modest exercise suit—well, as modest as it could be for a woman with boobs like hers. And she had a tiny bikini that looked like crochet. Of course she would wear that one for Zach, even if it was harder to swim laps in. “It’s a two-piece.”
    He swallowed, and she could see he was making an effort not to look below her chin. “You’re trying to kill me.”
    Test him, at the very least. She stepped back to invite him in. “Help yourself to the coffee. I’m going to change.”
     
    Zach was glad he hadn’t taken a sip of coffee when Paige walked out of the bedroom, wearing nothing but strategically placed strings over her full breasts and hips. Her skin was smooth, and he closed his hand against the remembered sensation of it, at the remembered response when he’d stroked it. He was insane for agreeing to this, when it couldn’t end well.
    The worst of it was, he wasn’t being led by his dick, not entirely. He’d had a good time at dinner. While, yes, part of his mind had been on taking her to bed, he’d otherwise been relaxed. He hadn’t been the successful ad exec or the charming ladies’ man, or anything other than himself. He didn’t feel that at ease with anyone but Adam, and even with Adam there were expectations. He’d thought Paige would have more, but her conversations about the past and her job, just the easiness of talking with her, had caused his usual defenses to melt away.
    So he’d thought of her first thing this morning. And here he was, suffering.
    “Oh! Towels.” She pivoted to go back the way she’d come, giving him a view of her nearly naked back and mouthwatering ass.
    He was already hard and gripped the edge of her counter to keep himself from following her and tasting all that gorgeous flesh.
    “What time do you have to be at work?” she asked, scooping up her keys from the table by the door.
    Right, work. So not enough time to swim and make love to her. Maybe they’d skip the swim. She approached with a sway that told him she knew exactly what she was doing, punishing him, no doubt. If he’d stayed that night, would she have let him back in her bed already?
    Would he still want to be there? The thought kicked him in the chest. He liked the forbidden. Was he lying to himself? Was he more interested in Paige because she was holding him off? The idea had him frowning when she stopped in front of him.
    “Can you hold my keys?” She let her fingertips drag down the inside of his wrist as she dropped the keychain into his palm. “I don’t have a place to keep them.” She spread her arms, as if he wasn’t already looking.
    “Sure.” He cleared his throat when the one word came out in a croak, and tucked the keys in his pocket. “Your roommate and CeCe?”
    She met his gaze with a knowing smile. “They’ll be up in a bit so CeCe can go to nursery school.”
    So no wall-banging sex. No, the next time they made love, he wanted her so crazy she screamed. Wouldn’t do to have an impressionable kid in the next room. Just as well. He needed to figure out what he was really