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Luke entered her life again.
    His veined erection filled her, stretched her perfectly. Her body clamped down on him and he released a groan. Lashing an arm around her waist, he anchored her solidly against his chest so not a fraction of space was present.
    Then, without warning, he plucked her off her feet. She wrapped her thighs around his hips automatically, locking her heels behind him. The desk softly thumped the wall with their movements.
    Each thrust nudged her neediest spot, shooting her higher up the incline of need. Rarely had she experienced this sort of lovemaking—the full body, mind and soul kind. Being linked in that moment was like the stars had lined up and the entire universe heralded the news of the love they shared.
    She kissed him, flipping her tongue against his as they rocked together in perfectly timed unison. Juices soaked him, easing his path. The fires in her deepest core were raging out of control.
    “I’m going to come!”
    “Yeah, baby. Give everything to me. Let yourself go. Let me hear you say my name!” He plunged deep once, twice…
    With a harsh growl, he came. His orgasm heated her walls, sending her over the edge.
    “Luke!”
    He swallowed her cry with his mouth, feeding her the rasping growls bursting from him as he spurted his seed.
    For long moments she rode the pulsations of bliss. He splayed his big palm over her spine, spanning most of it and making her feel delicate in his hold. His breath fluttered the hair at her temple.
    “Mine.”
    The single word inspired pure joy in her. A puff of a sigh burst from her chest and a smile spread across her face. She searched his icy eyes and saw only warmth and love.
    Holding her gaze, he pushed away from the desk and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently, their bodies still connected. He stretched over her, bearing his weight on his elbows. His muscles bulged and she couldn’t help but run her hands over them.
    “I know it’s only been a few days, Josie, but I mean it when I say you’re mine. I want you in my life every day. It killed me to let you go.”
    A sharp pang struck her heart. “Then why did you? I never really understood…”
    He dipped his head, hiding his gaze. “Because of Ryan.”
    Confusion rose up inside her. What did his brother have to do with anything? Had he persuaded Luke to dump her? And if so, why? She’d always felt a camaraderie with Luke’s brother. They’d felt like family from the start.
    “Ryan?”
    He shook his head. “Forget it.” He rolled off and walked to the far side of the room. With his back to her, he removed his condom and dropped it into the trash. She watched him fearfully. Would it always be like this for them? A roller coaster of highs and lows? Flashes of pleasure followed by steep drops that ripped her stomach—and heart—out?
    “Luke, talk to me.” Her sexual haze had faded and now she lay shivering, alone and cold and more afraid than someone should be after making love to a man who confessed his love for her.
    He pivoted but kept in profile. The dim light in the room outlined his muscular body, making him look like a model or a god. To her, he was, and so much more. But she had to know what was going on in that head of his or they’d never resolve the differences between them.
    “I saw the things that were going on between you and Ryan.”
    Shock tore through her. She jerked upright and was on her feet in a flash. “What?” she practically screamed. “Nothing ever happened with your brother. I-I don’t know how you could think that. I never had contact with him after our relationship ended, and I have no idea where he’s at now.”
    “He’s dead.” His voice was flat but held an underlying note of despair.
    Her heart clenched. She took a hasty step toward him, wishing to comfort him, but he made a sharp gesture to keep her at bay.
    “He died in a fire, trying to pull a family out.”
    She stared at Luke’s pained expression and her chest quivered with