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thirty-five. Old men can get away with more.”
    She grinned. “Really? Well, then, thank you. Come closer and meet our new cat.”
    “I had other plans for this evening.” He extended his fingers for the cat to sniff. With feline grace, the kitten gave a perfunctory head butt to Parker’s hand, then rubbed its body along Jayne’s thigh.
    “An excellent idea,” Parker said, skimming his palm over her other thigh, and then he reached to scratch the cat’s ears. “He must have gotten in when your brother and Everly left.”
    “Um-hmm.” She scooped the kitten into her arms. “I think this is the same little bundle of fur I rescued in the lobby. I wonder if it escaped from its box and followed me.”  
    Parker sat back on his heels. “I thought you didn’t care for cats.”  
    The fluffy feline balanced on its hind legs and rubbed noses with Jayne. “I don’t. Didn’t. This one seems to have wormed its way into my heart.” She held the cat away from her, checked its nether region. “He’s a boy. We have a boy, Parker,” she said with a grin.  
    “We, huh? Guess I better find some appropriate accessories for our new adoptee.” He plucked the fluff ball from Jayne’s arms and stood. “What’s your name?”  
    “Tell me you don’t expect him to answer.”
      Parker winked. “Cats have a way of letting you know.”
    Jayne began buttoning her blouse, but Parke’s gaze stopped her. “Don’t. I want to see you.”  
    His words shivered down her spine.  
    He handed her the kitten, brushing the back of his hand against her breasts. In a single movement, he spread the edges of her blouse open and tasted.  
    “Mmmurrrroow.”  
    “Hungry?” The single word left Jayne’s throat with a strangled murmur, and the kitten offered another meow.  
    “Me, too.” Parker’s gaze scanned her body, burning her from the inside out.  
    The kitten batted Jayne’s nose, and Parker backed away. “There might be some tuna in the pantry.”  
    It took but moments for him to open the can, empty it into a dish, and set it on the floor.  
    The kitten jumped from Jayne’s arms, leaving a faint red scratch where his claws fought for purchase, then he hunkered down and purred while he ate.  
    “Now, where were we before Winston decided to adopt us?” Parker asked, pulling Jayne into his arms.
    “Winston?”
    “Um-hmm.” Parker’s kiss consumed her, filling the empty spaces in her heart—the ones she didn’t know existed until the ache of loneliness disappeared under his touch.  
     
    Parker woke to a battery of tiny claws kneading his chest. “Not exactly how I planned to begin the day, Winston.”
    The room was warm with the scent of their well-loved bodies…and…kitty breath. Jayne gathered Winston in her arms, nuzzled her cheek against his fur. “The sooner you feed him, the sooner we can get in the shower.”
    He slid his hand under the covers and trailed his fingertips along the smooth skin of her abdomen. He’d waited so long to wake up next to Jayne Hunt, why the hell had fate dropped a kitten into the mix? “Your turn at feeding duty. I’ll start the shower.”  
    Jayne blew out a breath, bundled Winston against her chest, and headed for the kitchen.  
    The sway of her hips held Parker’s attention. She was walking along the thin line of his self- control—a line she couldn’t see, but would soon learn about in intimate detail.
    Better make it a cold shower, old man, or you won’t survive the foreplay.
    He grabbed several condoms, rolled out of bed, and turned the shower to ice . Full blast. By the time Jayne slid under the spray, he’d warmed the temperature, and was ready for her—in oh, so many ways. “I want you, Jayne. Wet and slippery.”  
    “My turn first.” She followed the droplets of water trailing down his chest with her fingertips, then with the tip of her tongue. His hands clenched with need. He pushed them flat against the shower wall hard enough to knot the