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“You know I’m still not done, right?”
    A slow, incredibly sexy smile curved her mouth. “I’m really glad to hear that.”
    Sean took hold of her and pulled her up until their mouths met, until she sighed and he tasted her, swallowing her breath, making it a part of him. Then he rolled them over, levering himself over her, taking all she had to give. He lost himself in her, let the rest of the world outside that room slide away and closed his mind to thoughts of anything but this moment.
    Tomorrow could take care of itself.
    * * *
    The next morning, Kate felt well used and limber. Her body ached in a good way and though she should have been exhausted, instead she felt energized—as if she could grab her tools and renovate the entire hotel by herself. She’d had no idea she could feel this good.
    Smiling to herself, Kate made coffee and stared out the window at the world of white. The snow was still coming down and the straight-as-a-soldier pines were beginning to bow beneath the weight of the heavy, wet snow on their branches. This was a big storm showing no signs of ending yet—and she was glad. In fact, she’d never been so happy about being snowed in.
    Logically, of course, Kate knew this wasn’t the most brilliant move she’d ever made. Getting involved sexually with her boss was crazy, but at the moment, she really couldn’t regret it. That, she knew, would come later. But for now, all she could do was marvel at the memories of everything Sean had done with her—and to her.
    A flush of heat rushed through Kate, tingling across her nerve endings until she felt as if her skin was burning. Until she put a stop to it. Last night, she’d been so swept away by what she was feeling, there hadn’t been time for guilt to grab hold of her. Now, there was too much time.
    Everything she’d experienced with Sean was fresh in her mind, and Kate couldn’t help feeling disloyal to the husband she had lost. As much as she had loved her husband, Kate was forced to acknowledge that Sam had never made her feel what Sean had. During her marriage, Kate had assumed that it was her own fault that somehow, something was lacking that kept her from experiencing the mind-shattering orgasms her friend Molly loved to describe in intricate detail. Of course, a part of Kate had always believed that Molly was exaggerating. Now after last night, Kate realized she owed her friend an apology. And her brain was jumping from one thought to another.
    Her subconscious was probably doing it on purpose to keep her from focusing too much on what happened next. What was she supposed to say to Sean? How was she supposed to act?
    â€œI smell coffee.”
    She whipped around to watch Sean walk into the kitchen. Her heart gave a hard thump, and Kate took a breath trying to calm that stir of something hot and wonderful that happened with a single look at him. His black hair tumbled across his forehead, his blue eyes were narrowed. He wore black jeans and a white long-sleeved shirt, unbuttoned. He hadn’t bothered to pull on his boots, and Kate couldn’t have said why she found the fact that he was barefoot so damn sexy. But she knew without a doubt that she was in serious trouble.
    â€œCoffee’s almost ready,” she said, focusing on the job at hand rather than the gorgeous man headed toward her with a long, slow stride.
    â€œGood. Need the caffeine.” He leaned one hip against the counter and crossed his arms over the chest she wanted to stroke like a kitten. “You wore me out. Who knew once I got you out of that tool belt you’d be so...insatiable?”
    Heat and memories rushed through her again, tangling together in her mind. “It was quite the surprise for me, too,” she muttered.
    â€œRe-al-ly?” He drawled that word into three syllables.
    â€œIt’s not that big a deal,” Kate said, snatching up the now-ready coffeepot and pouring