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would be there any minute, buzzing her to let him up.
    She flung open the door, surprised to see him there with a bouquet of red and white roses. His killer smile had her feeling breathless.
    “Aaron,” she said, her voice all breathy.
    “Surprise.” Dressed in fitted, stylish jeans, a V-neck gray sweater and his thick wool jacket, he did a mock bow and handed her the bouquet. “One of your neighbors took pity on me and let me up.”
    “These are beautiful.”
    His gaze roved over her, making every inch of her tingle. “And so are you.”
    She smiled, glad she picked out her tight black pants, and a low-cut red cable-knit sweater she’d bought from Victoria’s Secret, along with a sexy pair of red lacy thongs and matching bra. “Thank you. Come in, I’ll be ready in just a second.” She backed out of the doorway, and Aaron advanced. The way he moved, so lithe and sensual made her want to ask if he’d rather order out, and eat off each other. Before the words could escape on their own, she marched back to her kitchen to fill a vase with water.
    “Great apartment,” he called. “You have a decent view.”
    She laughed, setting the flowers on her table. “Not a view of a brick wall.”
    “Lucky you got one of the street below.”
    “I had to stalk the realtor.”
    “Glad you didn’t get arrested.” He turned back to her, his gaze making her belly flutter.
    “Me, too,” she said. A lame response if there ever was one, but when she looked at him, she got all tongue-tied. “Let me get my coat.” She opened the closet and pulled out her full-length, black down jacket.
    “Let me,” he said, coming up behind her and taking the coat. He held it out for her as she tucked in her arms and then in a move, that was both sensual and necessary, he pulled her hair from where it had been captured inside her jacket. “You have such thick, soft hair. Like spun silk.”
    Darla turned around, noticing how close they were. Her face heated along with the rest of her. “Thank you.”
    He stared at her a moment longer, and she wondered if he was going to kiss her, and if he did, she was going to suggest they stay in for the night—because dammit, she couldn’t get the thought of his hot kiss and how good it was out of her mind. If the touch of his lips on hers was so good, what would it be like when their bodies slid naked against one another?
    Hot. Ridiculously hot.
    Darla’s body reacted immediately, nipples hardening, and thighs clenching tight against the invading quiver of her sex. Yeah, it had been a long time since she’d gotten laid, but more importantly, sex-on-a-stick stood not a foot away, flaunting his Highlander hotness.
    Aaron broke the heated tension by looking away and grabbing onto the door handle. “Your evening awaits, my lady.”
    Outside snow fell in tranquil flakes, sparkling in the lights of the city and those strung up with holiday cheer around nearly every shop and apartment door. They were spared a chill breeze, so though it was cold enough to snow, it wasn’t freezing enough to make anyone run for cover. The streets were jammed with taxis and personal vehicles. A few dared ride bikes, and even more people walked.
    Her black wool-knit boots crunched on salt crystals the shop owners and her building super tossed down to keep the snow from melting and creating ice.
    Aaron led her toward a black sedan. “So, I could have used a taxi, but for tonight I asked the production company driver to do me a favor.”
    “Riding in style.” At least she knew she wouldn’t be sitting on a seat where someone may have vomited the night before. Well, less likely anyway.
    The driver jumped out, running around the back and opening the door for her. He nodded his head when she thanked him. Darla slid over the smooth leather. The car still smelled new, but as soon as Aaron sat beside her, the only thing she was aware of was his intoxicating cologne, the heat of his body, her hardened nipples and the clenching