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pencil holding it in place.
    Her eyes widened. “I thought you were Ella.”
    His eyes might have zeroed in on her nipples before he remembered his manners. “Sorry. I came to see if Teddy was here. This is his favorite hideout, right?”
    She swung the door wide. “It is.”
    Teddy sat curled up by the fireplace, sound asleep, the flames illuminating his golden fur.
    Quinn didn’t wait for an invitation to go inside. “Why didn’t you bring him back? I was worried.”
    Lyric peeked outside before she turned to him, shrugged, and pushed the door shut. “I didn’t want to bother you. Figured I’d give you a night off from dog duty.”
    “Didn’t want to bother me or didn’t want to see me?”
    “I was going to call,” she said.
    “Uh-huh.” He ambled around the room. “Is Max here?”
    She nibbled her bottom lip. “No. He’s staying in the house with his cousins this week. They camp out in the living room every night.”
    “How’s he doing?” He hadn’t stopped thinking about how the little guy’s eyes had filled with tears when Quinn knocked him over.
    “He’s fine.” She sat on the couch and pulled her legs up to a crisscross position. “He forgot all about falling a minute after it happened.”
    He joined her on the couch. “Really? Kids work that way?”
    “Yes.” Something flashed in her eyes—apology, maybe. But why? He was the one who’d knocked Max down. “So don’t give it another thought.”
    “No problem. I’m thinking totally different thoughts now.” His gaze moved to the pulse in her neck, to the way her shirt pulled across her chest.
    She got to her feet. He grabbed her wrist and tugged her back to the couch.
    “Quinn! We are not doing this.” Yet she didn’t try to get away from him again.
    “This?” He held loosely to her arm.
    “You know what I’m talking about. This. ” She waved her hand between them. “This…whatever is going on between us. Besides, you’re smelly and gross.”
    She had him there. “You’re right. I could use a shower. Want to wash my back?”
    “Quinn. You need to stop.” She leaned a tad closer to him, though. Her lips remained parted.
    It took every goddamn ounce of control he had, but he released her and leaned back.
    “What are you doing?” She sat up on her knees. Her frown might damn well be the sexiest disappointment he’d ever seen.
    “You asked me to stop.” He shrugged one shoulder.
    She stared down at him. “I didn’t…” Her fathomless blue eyes held his. Her tongue slipped out between the seam of her full lips.
    He nearly groaned. The things he wanted her to do with that soft, pink mouth…
    “I didn’t mean it,” she said softly.
    Quinn gulped. “I need you to tell me.”
    Her breath hitched. “Tell you what?”
    “That you want me as much as I want you. That you won’t think this is another mistake.”
    “I never honestly thought that. But if I think too hard about this, I—”
    He put a finger to her lips. She was right. Sleeping together wasn’t the best idea, considering he had a plane to catch in three days. But hell if he didn’t want to get as close to her as possible during those days. And when he left, he wouldn’t sneak away, ashamed of his actions. He’d kiss her goodbye and call her the next day. Try to start something with her. Something real.
    She straddled him, braced one hand on his shoulder, and used the other to hold his wrist so she could drop delicate kisses to his knuckles. Heat lanced through him, blazing a path to his cock. He pulled his hand back and slid his arms around her hips until his palms cupped her ass.
    “Better than I remember,” he said, bringing her closer.
    “Thanks.” She writhed against him, the flimsy material of her pajamas and the thin layer of his running shorts leaving little barrier to his growing erection. “You too.”
    “At the park today—” His breath hitched. He matched her fluid movements. “You looked like you were seeing something for the