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of awareness through her body. Never before had her car felt so small. When he swore for the second time, a giggle escaped. Maybe she should take the top down. No, let him suffer. She ignored the little voice that asked why he should suffer when he had done absolutely nothing wrong.
    Hysteria. It had to be the stress of the day catching up with her. Why else would she want to laugh, cry and have sex with him at the same time. Either that, or she was going stark crazy.  She sobered up quickly. Now was not the time to become unglued. Not with what Joshua had told her today. 
    Forty minutes later , she pulled the car into the garage at her apartment and waited for Jake to unfold his huge frame from the car. Jake held her arm when she entered the stairs and proceeded up before her. She didn’t miss the way he unclipped the latch on the holster of his sidearm before they entered the stairwell and a tremor ran through her, reminding her there was more at stake than her libido being in overdrive.
    They reached the apartment without incident and when Jake held out his hand for the key, Cassie obliged . Nor did she object when he told her to wait at the door while he scanned the apartment. She breathed a little easier when they shut the door behind them and she could switch on the kettle.
    “We’ll have someone watch the apartment during the day when you’re not here to make sure no surprises waits for you.”
    Cassie nodded and sank down in one of the oversized chairs with her mug of coffee . Kicking off her shoes, she pulled her feet under her. Jake took off his jacket and Cassie watched mesmerized as the muscles played under his white shirt. Images of her slipping a similar shirt off his shoulders intruded and she forced herself to concentrate on getting him out of her apartment.
    “What else do you need me to do?”
    Jake met her eyes and the fire burning his turned her insides to mush. She had to get him out of here before she made a complete fool of herself. He upset her equilibrium and ma d e her wish for things she couldn’t have. Or could she? She broke the contact and stared out of the window, not seeing a damn thing.
    They had uncomplicated sex before and she handled it well. Didn’t she? If they kept all emotions out of the deal, why couldn’t they have it again? What was she thinking? She couldn’t get him out of her mind after the first anonymous encounter. How was she going to find another man to satisfy her ever again if she had a repeat performance? A vibrator can do only so much.
    Maybe the next time will be horrible and she would be able to rid her body of the notion that only h e can provide satisfaction. They say repeti tio n bred boredom . She liked boring. Boring was safe. Boring meant no emotional upheaval and no hurting. You’re playing with fire , the voice in her head screamed and Cassie sighed. Maybe she was.
    “Just go about your normal routine so that we can assess the risks and try and take precautions.”
    Cassie jolted and the coffee spilled over the brim , drenching her jacket. She carefully placed the mug on a side table and rose from the chair.
    “Sorry, I was lost in thought for a moment. If that’s all that’s required, I guess it would be fine.” She started to remove her jacket but a muffled sound from Jake halted her fingers on the second button. Her eyes flew to his and the heat in his scorched her to her soul.
    “Excuse me,” she mumbled and hurried bare foot to her bedroom. With trembling hands , she took off her clothes and pulled on her oldest pair of tracksuit pants and an oversized top. Brushing her hair and pulling it into a ponytail , she cast a quick glance in the mirror. Good. She looked and felt like a slouch. Maybe the heat between them will abide now.
    Returning to the lounge, she avoided his eyes and busied herself with retrieving the mug of coffee and hugging it with both hands. “I suppose now that you’ve seen the layout here, I will see you again on