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concentration.”
    So was she. “I want to tell you something.”
    Moving to her other breast, he chided, “Then, hurry up, because the fire’s been stoked.”
    “I…Oh, wow, oh…”
    “Come on, spit it out, Gabrielle.” 
    “This is the first time…for me…since Jared.”
    He stopped cold. “Jesus, Brie, he died five years ago.”
    “I know. There wasn’t anybody…I don’t know, I…”
    “Shh, no need to explain. I’m just surprised.” He kissed her with the outmost of tenderness. “And happy that you chose me.”
    She smiled at the light in his eyes, the pleasure on his face.
    Nick cocked his head. “Hmm. Must be you haven’t felt this in a while either.”  He began to kiss his way down her chest, over her belly, to her thighs, which he gently spread apart. “Let’s take care of that.”
    Then his mouth closed over her and she didn’t think anymore.
    o0o
    “You gotta be kiddin’ me.”
    “What’s the matter, big tough jock, scared?”
    “No, but, I…I don’t know, this is just different.”
    “You told me to pick a fantasy and you’d fulfill it.”
    “Yeah, but I didn’t know you were into blindfolds and handcuffs.”
    “There aren’t any handcuffs. I just asked to cover your eyes and for you to hold onto the bed slats and promise not to let go.”
    “Kinky, that’s what you are.”
    “If I am, that’s a new side of me.”
    How could he resist her as she slathered his chest with the oil, which she’d reheated after they’d slept some. Truth be told, this was kind of fun. And damned exciting.
    She took her grand old time, too, working her way down his body. With only touch to go on, each caress, each kiss was more intense. She hovered around his navel, licking him there. He jerked up some at that. But it was nothing compared to what happened when she got to his cock. Oil there, too. Then a massage that started slow quickened fast. Too fast. He was going to go off.
    “Brie, baby, get on top of me.”
    “Aw, hold on a little longer, Nick. Please.”
    Hell.
    Her mouth closed over him and he thought he’d die. “You’re torturing me.”
    “Poor baby,” she said, then, “Oh, all right.”
    She straddled him and the blind sensation of her slowly impaling herself on him did it. He jackknifed up, gripped her hips, and bucked. He came, shouting, swearing, clasping her to him.
    Minutes later, after she’d done her own thing, they lay together on one pillow, the sheets pulled up. He brushed his hand down her hair as she nestled into his chest.
    “We should shower,” she suggested.
    “Oh, God, I can barely move. Besides, I want to hold you for a little while.”
    Nick was feeling a well of tenderness so at odds with the undiluted lust he’d experienced a few minutes before that it had him off balance. He couldn’t—or wouldn’t—name the emotions that flooded him, but he knew one thing. They were deeper than he’d ever felt for a woman in bed before. In his whole life. How has this happened so fast? he wondered sleepily.
    o0o
    Matt came home on Sunday night from a party with his teammates to find his mother’s prize possession, the beautiful baby grand piano gone from the living room. His heart caved in on itself and he felt sick to his stomach. Swallowing hard, he couldn’t keep the tears from falling. He sat down on the couch, put his head in his hands and cried like a baby. In some ways, it was like his mom had died all over again.
    The sound of the garage door opening drew him out of his grief, then his father walked into the room. Matt looked up. The Mayor Mask was in place.
    He said, “I told you I was going to do this. Maybe you’ll see reason now.”
    Staring at the man, Matt wanted to die.
    o0o
    On Monday morning, right before the end of her free period, Brie walked down the hall and caught sight of a boy at his locker, his forehead propped up against the cold steel. He wore a white T-shirt with jeans and held onto a green hoody. He dressed like every other