taunt me?”
He hooked her arm and started back toward the house. “I have no idea. But in the meantime, you can’t stay here without any power.” He considered bringing her to his apartment, but if someone was searching for her, it would be too easy to find her there.
“What about my house? I need to call someone to fix this mess.” She stepped up to the back porch ahead of him, then spun to face him, her lashes fluttering rapidly. “And what about you, Will? I can’t expect you to put your life on hold.” She dropped her gaze. “I heard a woman’s voice when I called you before. If you’re seeing someone—”
“I’m not.”
A subtle smile lifted the corners of her mouth. “Not that it’s any of my business, but—”
He took her face between his hands and kissed her with an urgency that even surprised him. She leaned her warm body into his and released a soft moan into his mouth.
He couldn’t help himself. She tasted of mint and desire and everything he’d ever wanted. A strong gust of wind blew rain from the trees onto them. When she shivered, he ushered her inside. “I have an electrician friend who should be able to get the electricity up and running tomorrow. For now I want to get you to a safe place. Any ideas?”
She locked the bolt. “How about one of my rental properties? I have four vacant ones.”
“Perfect.” He handed her the flashlight. “Go pack a bag. No telling how long it’ll take to flush this guy out.”
She hesitated, and a heavy silence fell between them. The candlelight stroked her delicate features like a lover. She chewed at the corner of her mouth.
God, she’s beautiful.
He waited, but she said nothing. “What?”
“Would you mind coming with me?”
Not like he hadn’t been in her bedroom before. Before she’d left him. He swallowed the bitter taste. “Sure.”
He walked behind her, his gaze riveted to the gentle sway of her hips. Not long ago he’d loved sinking his fingers into those hips as Megan slid up and down over his cock. The image stirred delicious and dangerous thoughts.
He entered her room, and more memories stormed through him, pulling him back to their time together. The four-poster bed where they’d made love a hundred times, the overstuffed chair where he’d served her breakfast on her birthday, the lavender scent of the air.
“Have a seat.” She handed him the flashlight, then lit a candle on the table by the bed. Same one that had burned when they used to make love. He allowed himself a measure of relief when he noticed the candle appeared no smaller than it had the last time he’d seen it. Did he dare hope she hadn’t brought any other men here after him?
Yeah, right.
It had been six months since their breakup. And she’d obviously dated in that time. The notion of another man touching her was too much to bear.
Think about something else.
He clasped his hands behind his back and kept an eye on the windows. But his gaze meandered to the top drawer of the nightstand, where she kept condoms. And the furry handcuffs and the silk blindfold. A quiver of longing took hold, but he forced himself to concentrate on the here and now.
“Will?”
Looking over his shoulder, he met her stare. “Yeah?”
“I said you could have a seat. If you want.”
“I’m good.” She’d see his growing erection if he faced her. He could hardly walk backward to the chair.
She went to the closet and pulled down a suitcase, then set it on the bed. Sparing him a quick glance, she chuckled.
“What?”
Her bright smile dazzled him. “I was thinking how you remind me of a soldier or a sentry. Standing guard over a prisoner.”
“A prisoner?” More like the most precious cargo.
She crossed to her dresser and sighed. “Guess I ought to pack enough for a couple of days, just in case.”
“Can’t hurt.” His throat constricted when she opened the drawer that held all her sexy lingerie. He tried to drag his attention elsewhere, but he
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