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the chance for dinner again. I get cranky.
She rolled her eyes.
Tessa: Is that all you ever think about?
Micah: No. When I’m around you I think about banging you most of the time.
His reply was blunt, but she laughed anyway.
Tessa: That can’t happen again.
Micah: Ok. I’d rather use my mouth anyway.
She sucked in a breath, the image of Micah’s head between her thighs enough to make her squirm.
Tessa: That’s not what I meant. I was trying to say we can’t be intimate in any way. I don’t do casual sex. What happened was amazing, and I got caught up in the moment. It was an emotional day. But I don’t think I’d like myself very much if something else happened.
Micah: I’d make sure you loved it.
She sighed, wondering if she could have a fling with him. Maybe it would never go anywhere, but she needed to sate the aching need she had for him to bury himself inside her, for him to claim her body. She tried to reason with him again.
Tessa: I don’t do casual sex.
Micah: Sex with you would never be casual.
She knew what he meant. Even if something happened, it would never just be a screw for her.
Tessa: What would it be?
Micah: Intense.
His one-word answer made her heart flutter. She knew he was right.
Tessa: Why do you even want me? No other single woman on Earth would turn you down.
He was smart, insanely gorgeous, and a billionaire Sinclair. She was pretty sure women were practically throwing themselves at him.
Micah: I don’t want anyone else. I want you.
Her breath caught, her body on fire and Micah wasn’t even physically near her.
Tessa: You can’t have me. I can’t do it. I’m sorry.
Even as she sent the message, she knew her body wouldn’t be able to resist him if he pushed. Please, please. For once . . . don’t push.
Micah: Friends?
She wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or saddened by his question.
Tessa: Yes.
Micah: I don’t think I’ve ever had a female friend.
Tessa: Stop dating supermodels and maybe you wouldn’t feel the need to do them all.
Micah: I don’t really date. Haven’t for a long time.
Tessa: You’re always being pictured with beautiful women.
Micah: Acquaintances who want to go to a party or event. I don’t fuck them.
Tessa: You don’t?
Micah: Nope. You jealous?
She stopped to think before answering.
Tessa: I have no right to be jealous. I’m just a friend.
Micah: You’re not just a friend, Tessa. But if that’s what you want, I’ll do my best to be that for you.
She knew she would never regard him as just a friend after the intimate moments they’d had together that afternoon, even though that’s exactly how it needed to be.
Tessa: I’m going to bed now.
She needed to stop the conversation before she begged him to come over and fuck her up against the wall or over the table. Anything to stop the frustrated desire pounding at her right now.
Micah: Wish I was going with you. I’ll see you in the morning. Dream about me.
She chuckled at his arrogance as she put the phone on the table beside her discarded book and flopped back onto the pillow, then tugged the cord on the bedside lamp to shut off the light.
Tessa had a hard time falling asleep, and when she did, Micah got his wish.
Her dreams were vivid and erotic.
Carnal.
Breathtaking.
And every one of her dreams featured Micah Sinclair as the man who broke through her outer shell of fear and forced her to yield to their passion.
Dammit!
CHAPTER 6
“So what’s the deal with your ex-fiancé?” Micah asked right before he took a huge slug of water.
Tessa tensed. She and Micah had taken a different route on their run today, a path through the woods that had ended in a clearing by the ocean. He’d wanted to stop since the route had been longer than their usual run. Her eyes were drawn to him, his head turned
She rolled her eyes.
Tessa: Is that all you ever think about?
Micah: No. When I’m around you I think about banging you most of the time.
His reply was blunt, but she laughed anyway.
Tessa: That can’t happen again.
Micah: Ok. I’d rather use my mouth anyway.
She sucked in a breath, the image of Micah’s head between her thighs enough to make her squirm.
Tessa: That’s not what I meant. I was trying to say we can’t be intimate in any way. I don’t do casual sex. What happened was amazing, and I got caught up in the moment. It was an emotional day. But I don’t think I’d like myself very much if something else happened.
Micah: I’d make sure you loved it.
She sighed, wondering if she could have a fling with him. Maybe it would never go anywhere, but she needed to sate the aching need she had for him to bury himself inside her, for him to claim her body. She tried to reason with him again.
Tessa: I don’t do casual sex.
Micah: Sex with you would never be casual.
She knew what he meant. Even if something happened, it would never just be a screw for her.
Tessa: What would it be?
Micah: Intense.
His one-word answer made her heart flutter. She knew he was right.
Tessa: Why do you even want me? No other single woman on Earth would turn you down.
He was smart, insanely gorgeous, and a billionaire Sinclair. She was pretty sure women were practically throwing themselves at him.
Micah: I don’t want anyone else. I want you.
Her breath caught, her body on fire and Micah wasn’t even physically near her.
Tessa: You can’t have me. I can’t do it. I’m sorry.
Even as she sent the message, she knew her body wouldn’t be able to resist him if he pushed. Please, please. For once . . . don’t push.
Micah: Friends?
She wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or saddened by his question.
Tessa: Yes.
Micah: I don’t think I’ve ever had a female friend.
Tessa: Stop dating supermodels and maybe you wouldn’t feel the need to do them all.
Micah: I don’t really date. Haven’t for a long time.
Tessa: You’re always being pictured with beautiful women.
Micah: Acquaintances who want to go to a party or event. I don’t fuck them.
Tessa: You don’t?
Micah: Nope. You jealous?
She stopped to think before answering.
Tessa: I have no right to be jealous. I’m just a friend.
Micah: You’re not just a friend, Tessa. But if that’s what you want, I’ll do my best to be that for you.
She knew she would never regard him as just a friend after the intimate moments they’d had together that afternoon, even though that’s exactly how it needed to be.
Tessa: I’m going to bed now.
She needed to stop the conversation before she begged him to come over and fuck her up against the wall or over the table. Anything to stop the frustrated desire pounding at her right now.
Micah: Wish I was going with you. I’ll see you in the morning. Dream about me.
She chuckled at his arrogance as she put the phone on the table beside her discarded book and flopped back onto the pillow, then tugged the cord on the bedside lamp to shut off the light.
Tessa had a hard time falling asleep, and when she did, Micah got his wish.
Her dreams were vivid and erotic.
Carnal.
Breathtaking.
And every one of her dreams featured Micah Sinclair as the man who broke through her outer shell of fear and forced her to yield to their passion.
Dammit!
CHAPTER 6
“So what’s the deal with your ex-fiancé?” Micah asked right before he took a huge slug of water.
Tessa tensed. She and Micah had taken a different route on their run today, a path through the woods that had ended in a clearing by the ocean. He’d wanted to stop since the route had been longer than their usual run. Her eyes were drawn to him, his head turned
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