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bottom lip trembled and tears welled in her eyes. “I’m just freaking fine.” Without warning, she slammed the door.
    Tanner shoved his foot in the crack before the door closed all the way and winced. “Ouch.” Had he been wearing anything else besides his cowboy boots, his foot would have been hurting a lot more.
    “Serves you right.” Janine scrubbed a hand over her wet cheeks. “I hope I broke it.”
    “Sorry, not today.” Tanner pushed the door wide.
    Janine shrugged and turned away, leaving him to close the door behind himself.
    Whatever had made her cry had something to do with him. Tanner tossed the flowers and chocolates on a table in the hallway and followed her into the living area. “What’s wrong, Janine?”
    “I’m too flamboyant .” She snatched a tissue from a box on an end table and pressed it to her leaking eyes.
    “In a beautiful way.” Tanner removed the tissue from her fingers and dabbed at the tears coursing their way down her cheeks. “Is that a crime? I find it to be one of your more charming attributes.”
    “But you can’t be too flamboyant and be a serious actress.” She glanced up into his eyes, her own shadowed and as pathetic as a kicked puppy.
    “And you want to be a serious actress.” His chest squeezing tight, Tanner gave in to the urge to draw her into his arms.
    Janine stiffened inside his embrace. “It’s your fault.”
    “I’m sorry.” He smoothed a hand over her hair, learning it was as soft as he’d imagined.
    She sniffed, her hands on his chest, holding him back. Then she melted against him, resting her head against his chest, the tears flowing. “I wanted that part real bad.”
    “What part?”
    She smacked a palm against Tanner’s chest. “In Miller’s play.”
    “If I could give it to you, I would.” He tipped back her head and brushed the hair from her face. Then he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Her skin was soft and her hair smelled of spring flowers. Tanner’s gaze lowered to her mouth.
    Her lips trembled.
    That movement was Tanner’s undoing. He gathered her closer in his arms and pressed his lips to hers.
    Her mouth trembled beneath his then her head tilted, their noses aligned.
    What started as a tender need to comfort her changed. And even though his better sense yammered in his ear about the fact he was pushing too fast, too hard, Janine’s soft little moans built a full-fledged, raging inferno of desire.
    Tanner decided not to think. Just feel . He slid his hands inside her fuzzy robe, his fingers meeting the bare skin around her midriff. The soft curve of her waist tempted him to discover more. He moaned into her mouth.
    Janine’s hands skimmed across his chest and around his neck, pulling him closer. Her lips parted and their tongues touched. But then she broke away, gasping for air.
    They stared at each other for a long, charged moment. Her big blue eyes were wide with shock. Her mouth formed a pretty pink O.
    Tanner’s body hardened, his breaths steadily deepening. With a slow deliberate move, one she could refuse if she had the mind, he shoved the robe over her shoulders. It fell silently to the floor, and Janine stood in front of him, naked and more beautiful than he’d imagined. “That Miller is a fool,” he muttered, bending to trail a kiss down her jaw, following the long line of her neck to the sweet curve of her shoulder.
    Her fingers threaded through his hair, and she moaned softly. “I wanted it so badly.”
    Fire ignited in every cell of Tanner’s body as he stroked her back, his fingers sliding down to cup her rounded bottom. “I’ve wanted to do this since I met you.” Then he lifted her, wrapping her long, slender legs around his waist.
    Her head fell backward, hair falling over her back, brushing against his arms. “Don’t get too attached. I plan on going to Hollywood.” She gasped when he captured a perky nipple between his teeth. “Oh, man, that’s amaaaazzing .” She cupped the back of his