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that? We’re
only supposed to be friends, but yeah, hot as hell.”
    A small grin tugged at the corners of her
mouth. “I do believe him. He does undercover work, and he looked so
sad to break up.”
    “ Go ahead. Believe him.
But guys lie. Trust me. Guys lie…big time.”
    “ Duh. I’ve been around for
a while. I’m not a twenty-one-year-old, wide-eyed
newbie.”
    “ You don’t look like a
seasoned vet,” he chuckled.
    “ Terry was telling the
truth. And now, he’s gone. And I already miss him terribly.” Her
eyes watered again.
    “ Don’t cry. I can’t stand
it. Please.” He took a step toward her, and she was in his arms
before she knew it. She laid her cheek against his bare chest, the
dark hair there tickling her nose. He stroked her back with one
hand and held her tight with the other. “You don’t deserve to have
your heart broken, Bess.”
    She closed her eyes, drinking in the scent
of him fresh from the bath, smelling like soap and spicy
aftershave. He smelled good, damn good. She flattened her palm on
his pecs and learned how strong he was. His chest was like iron. He
kissed her hair and folded his arm around her shoulders. The heat
from him warmed her, softened her. When she realized they were both
naked under their robes, a thrill shot through her.
    I should move away. We’re
only friends. He’s being nice, no more than that. Tilting her head back a little, she looked into
his eyes. The clear gray, so cool before, had turned hotter. He
stared at her, his gaze traveling down to settle on her lips. Her
throat felt dry, and her mouth parched. When she licked her bottom
lip to moisten it, his mouth came down and brushed hers. When she
didn’t resist, he kissed her harder.
    The silk of her garment was so thin his
hands on her hips felt like they were resting directly on her bare
flesh. His fingers pressed in, giving her goose bumps. She opened,
and his tongue possessed her mouth. She eased the lapels of his
robe aside, sliding her hands inside. She flattened her palms
against his skin.
    He glided his hands down over her rump and
squeezed. His thumbs massaged her as his fingers curled over her
roundness. The pressure he exerted shot heat through her body like
lightning. The knot in his sash pushed against her belly. As they
stood hip to hip, with only their robes between them, her desire
took off. His slow, sexy kiss seduced her. Her will slipped away,
and her consciousness grew hazy, as his hand came up to close
around her breast.
    When his thumb found her peak, Bess’s breath
hitched. The ache for him grew. While his mouth worked its magic,
she slid her hands up his chest, giving him easy access to her.
    Then, as quickly as mutual need had skirted
on the edge of control, it stopped. Whit lifted his head, his eyes
filled with lust. She stared at him, licking her swollen bottom
lip, pulling her hands away. He fastened his firmly on her waist to
set her back a few inches.
    “ I’m sorry. I keep
apologizing, but I shouldn’t have done that.”
    “ Why not? I don’t belong
to Terry anymore.”
    “ You’re the kind of
girl…the kind who…I can’t date.”
    “ Why?”
    “ You’re the kind of girl
who wants forever. A girl who wants…and deserves…more than I can
give. You want it all—a husband, a home, kids…”
    “ How do you know
that?”
    “ Come on, Bess. You can’t
fool me. You run a warm, inviting place here. Your cooking…damn.
It’s like a family kitchen. Are you saying you don’t want those
things?” He shifted his weight.
    “ I’m not. I mean, I do. I
do want that. Do I have ‘Wanted—husband, kids, and home’ taped to
my forehead?”
    He chuckled. “There’s something about you.
That’s all. Something nice...warm. Like the way you treat your dog,
your friends. Everyone gathers here.”
    “ That’s bad?”
    “ It’s wonderful. But it’s
not for me. I can’t do that...live that. I’m never going to get
married.”
    “ What? How can you say
that?”
    “