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gaping at the neck where Mac had permanently
     removed a button. “I don’t think I want a reward, actually.”
    “Fine, bad choice of words. Eat with me because I want you to. I would like to have
     your company. How about that?”
    “That’s a little better.” She took the chicken pan out of the oven and set it on the
     counter, and when she turned, Mac was right in front of her. “I think I need some
     time alone,” she said.
    He reached out and took ahold of her arms, just below her black, bulky oven mitts,
     and tugged her forward, pressing a deep, sensual kiss to her lips.
    She put her hands on his cheeks, then realized she was still wearing her oven mitts.
     She lifted her hands and shook them off onto the floor behind them, and put her hands
     back on his face, returning the kiss with all the passion that was, surprisingly,
     still burning as hotly inside of her as it had been pre-orgasm.
    He pulled away from her and took a step back, sweeping her up and down with a quick,
     very male look that lingered at her breasts and slowly, slowly, returned to her eyes.
     “Yeah, it’ll happen again. And you’ll have dinner with me.”
    She didn’t even have a good set down for that. Nothing. Any biting remark she might
     have come up with was lost deep in the ether of arousal that was currently fogging
     her brain.
    “Fine,” she said. “But only because I don’t want to eat the chicken cold.”
    “It’s as good a reason as any. Hungry?”
    “Starving.” She hoped that didn’t sound as euphemistic to him as it did to her. Her
     face felt flushed, and just that one kiss had her on the edge of release again. She
     leaned against the counter and pressed her knees together, trying to get a grip on
     the wild, animal, decidedly not-normal lust that was currently coursing through her.
    “Great.” He started setting the table and she just sort of stopped and watched, stunned
     by how bizarre the whole thing felt. And how comfortable it felt at the same time.
    She didn’t know what kind of reaction she should be having, but the one she was having
     didn’t seem like it could possibly be right.
    He looked at her again, the expression in his eyes positively X-rated. It wasn’t hard
     to tell what he was thinking. More of what had already happened. Maybe on the table
     this time. An appetizer?
    She needed her head checked. But she didn’t care. She started to walk into the dining
     room, her eyes locked with his, her heart pounding hard.
    The front door opened wide, and Lucas Miller walked in with Mac’s sister Carly. She
     froze in place, realizing that the front door had been unlocked the whole time. And
     that they could so easily have been walked in on—which had been just seconds away
     from happening. Given ten more seconds she was reasonably sure that Mac could have
     had her topless and on her back.
    “Hey, smells good in here,” Lucas said, flashing her a smile.
    Carly smiled and waved. “Hello. We were in the neighborhood. Thought we’d stop by
     and see if there was dinner. Do you have room for some additions, Mac?”
    She and Mac were still frozen, staring at each other, with the dining table separating
     them. It took half a second, but Mac suddenly kicked into gear again.
    “Of course,” he said. “Let me get a couple more plates. Lucy was going to join me.
     She has been lately.”
    “That’s nice,” Carly said.
    She and Lucas crossed the room, holding hands. The easy nature of their relationship
     hit Lucy hard. She’d never felt at ease with a partner before. Not with Daniel, certainly.
     She’d felt on edge all the time. And—not that Mac was her partner—but with him she
     felt on edge in a whole different way.
    “Yes,” Lucas added, giving Mac a meaningful look. “Nice.” There was something about
     the way he said the word that made her feel like he knew just a little bit too much.
    Lucy wanted to melt into the floor. “Mac is just beyond generous,” she said, missing