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physical touch. “I got carried away
when I had you so close.”
    She’d never been the type to carry men away.
Everything she’d felt in her office swept over her again, the
desire, the need, the sense of how right it was. How right he was.
    “But I can’t,” she said, as if she’d voiced
her thoughts. “I’m not ready for all this.”
    “You’re cautious. I usually am, too.” He gave
her that comforting smile again. “I won’t pressure you.” He reached
inside his shirt pocket. “I’ll give you my cell phone number.” He
held her hand, laid a card in it. “It’s up to you. Call when you’re
ready.” He gave a wry lift of his mouth. “Dinner. I promise. A
date. No funny business. Even if you throw yourself at me.”
    She was in danger of throwing herself at him
right this minute. But she was better off taking him up on what he
offered. “Thank you.” She tipped her head. “What if I never
call?”
    “I’ll leave you alone.” He waited two long
beats of her heart. “But I want you to call.” The street light
glimmered in his eyes. “We need to find out what this is between
us.”
    We, us. Not just him alone. He knew
she felt this strange compulsion, too, that she’d been watching
him, thinking of him, fantasizing about him.
    “I have to go.” Before she decided to
stay.
    “I’m going to kiss you goodnight.”
    He gave her warning but didn’t ask for
permission. His mouth covered hers in a soul-stealing kiss that
heated her straight down to her center. He possessed her in that
moment. She wound her arms around his neck, his card still clutched
in her fingers. She rose on her toes, plastering her body to his,
needing to feel him everywhere.
    He eased away. “I don’t want to be accused of
coercion so I’ll let you go now.”
    They’d gone beyond coercion. She might leave
him tonight, but she knew shed call him. It was simply a matter of
time. This must be how Toni felt when she fell headlong in lust
with a man. Livie had never thought it could happen to her.
    He closed the car door on her once she was
safely buckled in, then rounded the hood of her car. As she pulled
away from the curb, he stood on the sidewalk. She had the feeling
he would always be watching. It wasn’t a frightening thought at
all.
    Livie didn’t notice the car parked down the
street, or that someone sat inside, someone who watched them
both.
     
    * * * * *
     
    Livie wasn’t any less confused when she
arrived home. She definitely wanted him. She liked how sexy he made
her feel. She craved being wanted by him. She just didn’t like how
fast it had happened or how helpless she was to fight what she
felt.
    After tossing her keys and purse on the hall
table and kicking off her shoes, she went straight to the kitchen
for a glass of wine. The tartness wet her dry throat.
    Standing in the kitchen, she could smell him
on her, an indefinable male scent that clung tantalizingly to her
body.
    She was padding barefoot into the living
room, the carpet soft against her toes, when the front door
opened.
    Toni stood framed in the hallway, mascara
streaking her cheeks.
    Livie’s stomach turned over. “What’s
wrong?”
    Toni slammed the door. Livie couldn’t help
the wince on her neighbors’ behalf.
    “Reese won’t answer my messages.” Toni
stalked into the living room and dramatically threw herself on the
sofa.
    “Do you want some wine?” Livie offered.
    “Just a sip of yours.” Toni possessed the
glass and gulped, taking too much to even enjoy the chardonnay.
    “You need to forget this guy.” She sat on the
couch beside Toni. “He isn’t worth it. And you barely knew him.”
Livie thought of Burn. She barely knew him, but she was hooked.
    Toni laid her head in Livie’s lap, hugging
hard as if she were a small child. And she cried. “You
just”—between sobs—“don’t understand.”
    Livie stroked her hair. How many times had
she done this, comforted Toni, listened to her? She’d been
mothering Toni long