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this distance always between them. But here was the fire she remembered.
    It was hard not to fall for Christos.
    He took a halfstep back from her and watched her through half-lidded eyes. He held her wrists loosely in his hands, his gaze moving over her, making her hyper-aware of him and at the same time of her body.
    She didn’t need to protect herself from the past tonight. She was here with Christos. The man she’d been thinking about too much of the time lately. And damned if she wasn’t going to enjoy him.
    “Come,” he said, drawing her toward the shadowed bedroom.
    He was confident, sure of himself, and with plenty of cause. He lowered his head and she held her breath. Brushing his lips over her cheek, he held her close but with that tenderness no one had shown toward her before him.
    His long fingers caressed her neck, slow sweeps up and down, until she shivered in his arms. She needed more from him. She grabbed his shoulders and brought her mouth to his.
    He sighed her name and took over the kiss. Sliding his arms down her back, he edged her toward the bed. It hit the back of her legs and she sat down. He followed her, never breaking their kiss.
    His tongue moved easily with hers, tempting her further, tasting her deeper and making her long for him. Her skin felt too tight. Her breasts were heavy, craving his touch. Between her legs she was moistening for him, ready for him.
    Squirming, she shifted around until she was on his lap, her legs straddling him. She lifted her head to look down at him. His skin was flushed, his lips wet from their kisses. She flexed her fingers against his shoulders. He really was solid muscle.
    “Do you remember what we used to do?” he asked.
    She wanted to laugh at his playfulness. She’d never forgotten the wicked, sexy games they’d often played together. “Mmm, I’m not sure, it’s still a little foggy.”
    “What can I do to remind you?”
    She reached for the bedside table and turned on the lamp. In the soft glow of the light she saw that Christos was turned on.
    “Could you…take your shirt off?” she said. She’d been longing to touch his chest since the night he’d lifted her onto her kitchen counter and stepped between her legs.
    “Do you think it will help?” he asked, pulling off his tie and tossing it on the comforter of his king-sized bed.
    “Definitely,” she said.
    He reached between them, the backs of his fingers brushing her breasts as he unbuttoned his shirt. She shook from the brief contact and bit her lip to keep from asking for more.
    The fabric parted to reveal the tanned skin below. That small gold medallion still hung around his neck. She touched the gold charm. “This I remember.”
    “Good, I’m glad to know it’s coming back to you.”
    She leaned down and pressed her lips to his chest. He tasted of some male essence that was uniquely Christos. And she hadn’t realized how hungry she’d been for him until this moment. She’d been ignoring the fact that she was still a woman and not just Theo’s mother for too long.
    With Christos, she wanted to revel in her femininity again. She slid her lips over his warm skin. He tunneled his fingers into her hair, directing her head toward his nipple. She knew that he liked to feel the edge of her teeth against that sensitive skin.
    To tease them both she let him only have the soft brush of her tongue. “Is this what you want?”
    “Ava…”
    She made a wondering sound against him, drawing his hard nipple into her mouth. She held him between her teeth and sucked on him. He groaned her name, his hips surging up between her legs.
    He was hot and hard and she was ready for him. Maybe because it had been a long time since she’d made love…and of course, her last time had been with him.
    Gently, he pulled her head away from his body and lifted her over him. He pushed the sweater she wore out of his way. She had no bra on and the air in the room combined with the heat of his gaze made her nipples