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dog.” Nate rolled onto his belly, his face toward him. “I like dogs.”
    “Like dogs, huh?” He stretched out and put his head against the wall. “We’ve got a dozen dogs on the station. Would you like to see them? One day?”
    “I like dogs.” Nate lifted his head to brace his chin in a hand. “You got puppies?”
    “Probably. A bitch is always having a litter.”
    The boy snickered and ducked his head back down. “Jack says that word.”
    “Oh, eh.” Dammit. Not much got by the boy.
    “Mummy don’t like bad words.”
    “Sorry about that, mate.” He’d have to watch his tongue. Hell, Nate was about to get an earful on the station. He supposed since he worked with the public, he’d learned to curb his language. His brothers and cousins tended to curse with every breath. To them cursing was a normal part of language.
    “Jack likes bad words.”
    He bit back a grin. Apparently cussing was everyday speech for Jack too. “You want to go see our dogs?”
    “Is Mummy going with us?”
    “She is.” The boy was worried about being away from his mother. He’d noticed throughout the day, the two were close. He liked that a lot. A whole lot. Knowing firsthand De had taken such good care of Nate pleased him. As well as eased his mind.
    “I like dogs.”
    “Well, mate, why don’t you go to sleep and dream about puppies?”
    Nate grew quiet, but every once in a while he opened his eyes, peeking. A few minutes later, De surprised them both by joining them.
    With her sexy legs bare, she stepped over his outstretched legs and climbed into the small bed with Nate. The boy rolled over to press his face into De’s body.
    They made a nice picture.
    It was a few minutes before De lifted up partway. “He’s asleep.” She eased over her son to stretch a foot to the floor. When her second foot touched down, he caught her hand in his. Though he acted to help her over him, he wanted to drag her down to the floor with him.
    A thrill rolled though his bloodstream as the touch lingered. His prick hardened. Pressed against the confines of his pants.
    “Oh.” She let out a gasp alerting him to the fact she felt the heat between them.
    He had trouble catching his own breath. It’d been like this for them before… Instant combustion.
    Steady once more, De jerked back. “Sorry about that. “ She wiped her hand on the long T-shirt she wore. “Well, he’s asleep for the night.”
    “Yeah.” Enjoying the quick rise and fall of her breasts, he pushed to his feet.
    “Well, I guess we’ll see you tomorrow then?”
    “Eh, you bet.”
    De’s arms folded under her breasts. Watching her nipples pebble caused arousal to tingle in his balls. Sweat coated his palms. It’d been a while since he’d fucked. Maybe that was the deal with his increased reactions to her. It had to be.
    Still he wanted to know. Needed to know. And no time like the present to find out. Using two fingers, he reached out and caressed the pulse in her graceful neck and slowly ran them down along the vee in her night shirt.
    His fingers slid across to drag over a single nipple.
    On a moan, her hips arched, her breasts thrust forward.
    He stepped into her space to press his stiff prick into her.
    De whimpered.
    He inhaled roughly, enjoying the feel of her along his body.
    Christ, she smelled good. Damn good. He inhaled again. Nuzzling her temple, his mouth buzzed a kiss. He shifted impossibly closer. Lips trailed a line of kisses to her mouth. Greedily he played over her lips. He groaned at the feel of her mouth under his as she opened for him. Her sweetness made him drink. His thirst for her shuddered through him.
    It’s been too damn long .
    The fire for her that’d stayed kindled nearly brought him to his knees at the feel of her hands on his chest.
    The craving, the yearning he’d always had for her erupted on a groan. He deepened the kiss. His tongue and lips explored, teased hers. His rigid prick throbbed in need.
    It’s been too damn

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