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it leapt from thought to thought and raced around so fast it kept getting in its own way.
    I was hyper-aware of how little clothing I had on and the sweat that covered my body. And how he looked at me.
    His eyes burned a hole right through me, the irises dark and stormy. “You’re looking good. Was I interrupting something?”
    I flushed. As per usual. It was like my body couldn’t handle a compliment from him. “Just about finished doing my morning yoga. Sorry about this.” I waved down at myself. “I’ll go put something else on.”
    “No,” he said. “You’re fine in that. More than fine.”
    His voice was a low growl, sending a tug straight to my loins.

 
     

     
    I knew saying it would make Leah uncomfortable. And I knew that stepping close to her would make her even more so.
    I did it anyway. I liked to make her uncomfortable. To push her and see if she could take it. To watch the way her cheeks turned delicate pink when I drew close.
    “Why did you come?” she asked, her voice low as she looked up at me. We were inches apart.
    I teased her a little more. “If you checked your phone, then you would already know. Thank you for the party last night. It was… Fun.”
    She swallowed and her eyes traced my face. “That was the idea. I’m glad you had a good time. Tyra seemed to like you.”
    “She did. But she’s not my type.” She’d backed against the counter and I put one hand on either side of her.
    It almost didn’t matter what words came out of her mouth. Her eyes spoke. The eyes of a trapped woman who wasn’t sure if she should run or fight, or accept her capture.
    “And what’s your type?”
    I let my body nudge even closer to her. As close as two people could get without touching. Goosebumps pebbled her flesh even through the sweat as I brushed against the tiny invisible hairs covering her skin.
    “Brunette, smart, sassy. A bit of a good girl who knows that deep down, she has a bad side.”
    Her lips parted. They were right there, waiting for me. I held off, fighting the urge to take what her body offered and overwhelm her.
    “I don’t think there are any girls like that here,” she said, the words barely audible. She stared at my lips as if she expected them to disappear.
    When her pink tongue flicked out to lick her lips, I couldn’t resist any longer.
    My left hand came up to hold the back of her head as my right crushed her body against mine. I took her mouth and kissed her hard, finding her already kissing me back.
    Hormones raced through me, and my mind shook from excitement in a way that Tyra hadn’t been able to induce. This was what I needed. This was the slice of heaven I felt every time we touched.
    I dropped my hands to her ass, so shapely and perfect in her tight yoga shorts. When I grabbed her cheeks and lifted, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around me as I set her on the counter.
    When I dropped my lips to her neck, I heard her moan above me.
    “Oh, yes,” she whispered as her hands buried themselves in my hair and held me to her. “That feels so good.”
    I wanted to give her endless pleasure, push her higher and higher until she passed out from the bliss. I ran my hands up her sides before coming to the front to play with her breasts through her sports bra. I recaptured her lips and stifled the loud moan coming out of her.
    This was what I’d wanted ever since I’d woken up Friday morning to find her gone. She was like a drug, and after one taste I’d gotten hooked. There was one thing I knew—I could never overdose on Leah.
    Her legs still wrapped tight around me, I picked her up and carried her to the living room, getting to my knees and setting her on the couch. With eager hands, I hooked my fingers into her shorts.
    As if snapping out of a dream, Leah shook.
    “Wait.” She put her hands over mine, keeping them where they were. “Chris, we can’t do this.”
    I growled. “What do you mean? We aren’t hurting anybody.”
    “No, seriously, Chris,