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she’d be cursing that no-touching policy and
ruling in favor of full-on contact sports.
    “Hi there,” she said, opening the door and
stepping aside so he could enter.
    His gaze swept over her pink T-shirt,
ass-hugging jeans, and bare feet, where a toe ring twinkled
mockingly. The self-preservationist muttered, “See, dumbass, you’re
in over your head.”
    Erik gulped, finding it difficult to argue.
Forcing his gaze away from her, he stepped over the threshold and
scanned the mountain of boxes littering the floor. “Holy shit.”
Some were open, with newspaper hanging over the sides where she’d
rummaged through them; others were stacked in neat piles three and
four high. “We’re gonna need more beer.”
    She laughed and shut the door behind him.
“Are you sorry you insisted on helping?” Without waiting for an
answer, she took the pizza box from him and led the way to the
kitchen.
    Hell no, he wasn’t sorry. This was even
better than he’d expected. With any luck, he’d be here all night,
which gave him more time to make her regret that stupid rule.
“Maybe,” he said, laughing so she’d know he was teasing. He glanced
around the kitchen, which was slightly less disastrous than the
living room. “Do you have a plan of attack, or is this a
free-for-all?”
    She sat the pizza box on the counter, then
looked around. “I think finish the kitchen first, then move to the
living room?”
    It was more question than statement, so he
shrugged and nodded. “Sure. You’re the boss.”
    She grabbed paper plates and napkins from the
cabinet and set them on the counter next to the pizza. “In that
case, I say we eat first. I’m starving.”
    “Yes ma’am,” he said, pulling a slice from
the box. When she reached for it, he shook his head no and held it
up to her mouth. “Open.” She eyed him suspiciously—smart girl—but
opened anyway and took a bite.
    “Oh my God. That’s so good.” She grabbed
another bite, then closed her eyes and chewed like it was the
finest food in the world. With her head tilted back, eyes closed,
and pleasure rippling off her, she looked much like she had on the
boat. Soaking up the sun, the wind blowing her skirt high on her
thighs, her hands stroking her legs… she’d been an erotic vision if
ever there was one.
    He took a deep breath and set the slice on
her plate before grabbing a couple of slices for himself. “Vinnie’s
makes a great pizza. They have killer lasagna, too. We’ll get that
next time.”
    She opened her eyes, grabbed her slice, and
took another large bite. Between chews she said, “I love lasagna.
It’s one of my favorite foods.”
    He grabbed two beers and grinned. She hadn’t
flinched at the “next time” part of his statement; he was making
progress.
    She hopped onto the countertop and continued
to eat while he opened the bottles. As he turned to hand her one, a
drop of pizza sauce stuck to her lip caught his attention. Pizza
sauce wasn’t sexy. But when she flicked her tongue out to lick it
from her lip, a gulp and a groan collided in his throat. A shot of
adrenaline hit his system, and blood rushed to his dick.
    He took a long, cooling drink from his bottle
and considered his plan—which wasn’t working as he’d intended. In
fact, so far, the whole damned thing seemed to be backfiring.
    “This is really good,” Kat said, grabbing a
second slice. “Thanks for bringing dinner and coming to help. It’s
nice to have the company.”
    “It’s my pleasure.”
    “Did you grow up in Riverside?” she
asked.
    “Not in Riverside, but across the river and
down a ways. About a mile past the plant.”
    Kat picked up her pizza to take a bite,
paused, then set it back down. “I have to be honest. Once I let go
of being pissed off…” She smiled sheepishly. “I really loved being
on the water. It’s so peaceful out there. I understand why you
prefer travelling by boat.”
    Erik’s chest tightened at her soft smile and
the sincerity of her words.