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years of his life showing her sweet, innocent little ass all the things he’d been dying to do to her since the moment they’d met.
    Most of all, though, Ryan hated the uncomfortable feeling of longing she stirred within him, the kind that damn near made his heart stutter whenever she was near. Honest to God, he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out against it. Each and every time he laid eyes on her, his legendary control slipped a little further. And after tonight, it was tenuous as hell, riddled with cracks.
     
    Shea stared out the window, trying not to let it hurt that he was struggling so damn hard. She could try to be as tough as she liked, but there was no denying the fact that if she didn’t get Ryan McCall buried deep inside of her at the soonest possible moment, it was going to damn near kill her. That, or drive her out of her ever-loving mind. Inside she was a jumble of rioting emotion—her fierce determination and desire battling against the infuriating realization that he was going to fight her to the bitter end.
    She had to figure out how to get through to him, because she wasn’t willing to go through life never knowing how incredible it felt to be wrapped up in his muscled arms, to have him wrapped up in her body, to feel him inside of her, so vital and honest and real.
    She could have had a score of other lovers by now, but that wasn’t what she’d wanted. She wanted to be taken by a real man, and Ryan McCall was the most real man she’d ever known, in every way. After falling so hard for him, no other guy was going to do.
    But what were her options here? Why did he keep putting up such a struggle?
    Screwing up her courage to confess everything, Shea felt him come up behind her, not close enough to touch—he never touched her—but near enough that she could sense him there. She looked up at the darkened window and could see his rugged reflection rising above her own, so tall and rough and gorgeous. Not perfect—but still the most amazing person she’d ever known.
    When he spoke, his voice was quiet, deep, sending goose bumps across her flesh from the sound alone. “Why’d you go there, Shea? What did you really think you were going to find in a place like that?”
    Her eyes met his in the glass, gray against blue, the stormy sea and the midnight sky. She stood on the edge of a cliff, arms flung wide, and jumped. “You, Ryan. God, don’t you get it? I went there to find you. Who else do you think I was looking for?”
    Ryan frowned, and this time there was an edge to his voice that she’d never quite heard before. Not anger really, but more like…like desperation. “Looking for me to do what, damn it?”
    Shea’s eyes closed, her lush mouth curving in bitter amusement. Her heart was broken, but hey, at least she could still laugh at herself. “I went there to pick you up, Ry. Come on, is it really so hard to get the concept?”
    The frown remained, the look in his eyes telling her he wasn’t quite buying it when she peeked a look at his expression. Or maybe he just found it too ridiculous to believe.
    She couldn’t help it. She laughed slightly, a soft sound only partly humor, and hugged her arms around her body, holding herself together. She looked back out through the glass, losing her gaze to the safe blackness of the night. “Is it really so hard to believe? I knew that’s where you picked up your…women. Hannah told me all about your little Friday night excursions. And I also knew that if I was ever going to…to…oh hell—” She paused to take a deep breath, and then slowly let it out. “I knew that if I was ever going to get your attention—”
    Strong hands clamped down on her shoulders, spinning her around, pressing her back up against the cool panes of the window with a small push. Her breath hitched, stopping the flow of her confession, and suddenly there was no more air to draw in to finish it. One look at the heat in his eyes and every word curled in on