opponent, and he didn’t know her well enough to identify all her vulnerabilities, but he did know how wild she’d been for him in bed. Hell, she’d begged him to take her. She’d been so wet for him, so deliciously sweet. He licked his lips, wishing Olivia had already returned from work. He had an urge to taste all of her. Would she be receptive to the idea? He sure as hell hoped so.
Then a flicker of doubt fluttered in his mind.
What if last night had been a one-time deal? What if she’d satisfied her urges and didn’t want him again? She did have a reputation for keeping her distance from men, and Marines in particular. Who knew why she’d really slept with him?
It has to be more than sex. Their incredible chemistry had impacted her, he knew, but the feelings had to run deeper than the physical. Her eyes had clouded after he’d first kissed her, and a soft glow had settled over her when she looked at him. Despite that last night had only been their first time, Kyle vowed to pursue her until he reached his aim —to possess Olivia Cava, body, mind, and soul.
Passion ran strong in Olivia, a trait he would use to his advantage. He’d never failed at anything he pursued in life, and he wasn’t about to start now.
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“If you tell me one more time that it’s not a big deal, I’m going to call Mike and tell him you had s-e-x with Kyle Waters,” Maria threatened, not at all put off by Olivia’s vague answers.
Seeing a lull had settled over the shop, Olivia finally conceded. “You’re like a pit bull, you know that?”
Maria smiled, showing a lot of teeth.
“Fine. We had sex. What more can I say?”
“What more can you say? Hell, Olivia, give me something! The man has a killer body and a face that makes you take a second look. If it weren’t for Mike . . .” She gave a mournful sigh then grinned. “How did it happen? Tell me that at least!”
“Shh, keep your voice down,” Olivia whispered when the customers sitting nearest the counter looked over. “He made me dinner then kissed me.”
“He cooked for you? Marry him.”
Olivia let out a loud sigh. “I admit the food was good, but not that good. Come on, Maria. Remember the five-year plan?”
“Plan-shman. A man cooks for you then makes love to you, you marry him.”
Unfortunately, Maria’s idea had a vague appeal. Olivia mentally slapped herself. Great sex one time does not a marriage make . Then she edited, great sex three times , and cursed herself for idiotic thoughts.
“Wait a minute.” Maria looked thoughtful. “Did he clean up after he cooked?”
“What does that matter?”
“If the dishes are done when you get home, you have to marry him. Since he already got into your pants, he has no reason to do the dishes, no reason to impress you.”
“Thanks,” Olivia said wryly. “Nice to know I’ve lost my allure since I’m so easy.”
Maria laughed. “You know what I mean. Seriously, though, what’s he like?”
“In bed?” No way was Olivia giving Maria details about that, best friend or no.
“No, though it’s funny how the thought of sharing that bothers you. You have that tick in your eye again.”
“You are such a pain in the ass.”
“Hey, don’t knock it. My winning personality nabbed your brother. I just think it’s interesting that you’ve shared your few failed relationships with me minutes after you met those losers, but one night with Kyle Waters and you’ve turned mute. Actually, what I wanted to know is what he’s like as a person.” Maria looked over Olivia’s shoulder. “But maybe I’ll just ask him instead.”
Kyle strolled through the door looking like the cover of Men’s Health . Olivia could only thank the sudden warm front that had made a jacket unnecessary. His copper skin glowed, and his green eyes gleamed. The muscles in his forearms and biceps tightened as he raised his hand in greeting.
“Down girl, you’re drooling,” Maria murmured as she stepped to the counter
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