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“I’d love some cookies.”
    Why did he have to keep looking at her like that? As if he wanted to gobble her up whole instead of the cookies? And why was she thinking that she wanted him to?
    â€œWell,” she mumbled and backed away, “I have to get going.”
    He reached out and took hold of her arm. “At least stay and have one cookie with me. I hate to eat alone.”
    Don’t do it, Maggie... “Well, just one.”
    While he washed his hands, she wandered over to a motorcycle beside his workbench. It was beautiful. A big, powerful-looking machine with polished chrome and a brand-new black leather seat. The only thing missing was an engine.
    â€œIs this yours?” she asked when he came back.
    â€œA friend’s. We used to race together.” He broke
open the tin, and a smile of pure ecstasy curved his lips. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. “Ah, chocolate chip.”
    He already had half a cookie in his mouth when he offered one to her. “I think I just died and went to heaven,” he moaned around the bite.
    â€œI’ll tell her you said so.” The expression of pleasure on Nick’s face bordered on sexual, and Maggie felt her insides shift. She looked quickly away, turned her attention to the motorcycle while she nibbled on a morsel of chocolate. “Why did you quit racing?”
    Well into his second cookie, he shrugged. “It was time. I was on the road all the time. Too many different hotels and restaurants.”
    â€œAnd women?” Cursing her loose tongue, she bit the inside of her mouth and felt the warm spread of a blush on her cheeks.
    His grin was wide and slow. “You read too many tabloids, Maggie.”
    â€œI’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. It’s none of my business.”
    â€œI have no secrets.” He set the cookie tin down on the workbench and moved behind her. “How ’bout you, Maggie Smith?” he whispered, his mouth inches from her ear. “What are your secrets?”
    What are your secrets? His question made her heart stop, but his closeness made it start up again at lightning speed. Her secrets she could never tell him. She watched, mesmerized as he lifted her hand to his mouth, then bent down and sank his teeth into her cookie. Her mouth actually watered.
    When he came back for the last bite, and his lips touched her fingers, pleasure rocketed through her. “Let’s take a ride.” His hands slid to her waist.

    â€œA ride?” she repeated lamely. She could barely think, let alone refuse him.
    â€œHave you ever been on a motorcycle?” He eased her closer to the bike.
    She shook her head, felt the hard, cold steel against her leg.
    He smiled. “Then your first time will be with me. I like that.”
    He had no idea how true his words were, or the longing that swelled in her heart. “There’s no engine,” she pointed out.
    â€œWe don’t need an engine.”
    She let out a squeak when his hands circled her waist and lifted her. Instinctively she swung her leg over the bike and grabbed for the handlebars. He climbed on behind her and settled his hands on her hips. “You’re in control, Maggie. Feel the power.”
    She did feel it. It surged through her like a speeding train, made her head spin and her heart pound. He’d sucked her into the fantasy, and she couldn’t stop herself. A delicious bubble of forbidden delight swelled inside her. How long had it been since she’d given in to the emotions, just let herself go, let herself feel?
    Since the last time he’d touched her, she realized.
    â€œWhere shall we go?” she asked breathlessly.
    â€œWe’ll go anywhere you want to, sweetheart. As far and as fast as you like.”
    His words thrilled her. She closed her eyes, let the sensations course through her. He slid her body snugly against his, wrapped his arms around her waist and held