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denying himself.
    The kiss started out punishing; he had to make Emma feel all of the anger and frustration he’d been feeling, but as soon as she caught up to him and clenched the front of his shirt in her fists to pull him closer, Lucas was lost. One hand came up to cup the back of Emma’s head and he heard her whimper.
    There was no turning back. One taste was never going to be enough. Lucas changed the angle of his head and swept his tongue into Emma’s mouth to mate with hers and everything in Emma seemed to soften. She melted against him and Lucas found himself gentling the kiss, stroking instead of taking. Emma’s hands let go of his shirt to work their way up around his neck. The feel of her hands on his skin, raking up into his hair, was driving him wild. He wanted to feel her hands on other parts of him and not while they were standing in his kitchen.
    Lucas reluctantly left her mouth and worked a trail of kisses along her cheek to her throat, nudging the collar of his robe aside to taste more of her skin. Emma’s head fell back to give him better access as she sighed his name.
    He could get very used to hearing her say it like that.
    His hands began their own journey, first skimming down her back, then cupping her rear before trailing up her sides to the swell of her breasts. Lucas was certain that he was going to go mad if he didn’t have her soon. In his mad dash to claim her as his, one hand slid to the sash of the robe. He was about to pull it free when there was a very loud knock at the front door.
    â€œWhat the…?” he asked as he raised his head. Emma’s face was flushed, her breathing ragged, and he had never seen a sexier sight.
    â€œI think it’s the tow truck,” she said quietly.
    Lucas stepped back from her and watched as she righted the robe and tried to fix her hair. If it weren’t so important to try and get Emma’s car free from the ditch, he would gladly have ignored the door. “Dammit, Emma, I’ve got to go out there.” He skimmed a hand along her cheek and ran a thumb along her now-swollen lower lip.
    â€œI know.”
    Reluctantly, Lucas went to the door and looked back at Emma once again. He wanted to say something, anything, but what was there to say? If he hadn’t made the call, there was no doubt he’d be deep inside her right this minute. But maybe this was for the best; after all, wasn’t he the one who knew better? That their sleeping together would be something Emma would come to regret?
    The distance between them right now would help them to both see that. Without another word, Lucas stepped outside and closed the door behind him.
    Emma stood speechless in the kitchen. Well, how could she possibly doubt his feelings for her now? It was obvious that he wanted her and surely he could tell that she felt the same way. But where did this leave them?
    Who knew how long he’d be outside with the tow truck? And when he came back inside, then what? Was she supposed to be waiting for him? Waiting to pick up where they’d left off? Was she supposed to just forget what had almost happened? Right, like that was going to happen. Ever.
    The sound of a cell phone ringing in the distance had Emma searching for its whereabouts. She walked over to the living room and found Lucas’s phone on the sofa. The display showed it to be his father, so she decided to answer it.
    â€œHello?”
    â€œEmma! My goodness, girl, how are you? Lucas told me about the accident, but you were in the shower so I told him I’d wait until today to call and check on you! Are you all right? What can I do to make this up to you?”
    His tone was near frantic and Emma had to suppress a smile. Not twenty minutes ago she would have said she was furious with her boss, but hearing the sincerity in his voice right now had Emma reconsidering. “I’m better today, thank you, sir.”
    â€œOh, stop being so formal,” he