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unbutton her shirt from the top, “I need to fuck you.”
    A series of flutters ravage Ellie’s stomach.  Her pulse quickens.  She’s suddenly stuck in a game-changing moment she thought she might be ready for, but now that it’s here, she feels woefully unprepared.  She instinctively grabs his hand.  She’s made herself off-limits for so long it’s a natural move.  Only the right man, only a truly good man, could understand her, could love her despite her past.  
    Jake gives her a quizzical look.  The moment catches him off guard too.  He’s not used to being told no.   
    She lowers her eyes.  “I’m different,” she says softly.
    “You’re beautiful,” he says without hesitation.
    “No, I mean—”
    “You’re so innocent, Ellie.  God, I love that about you.”
    Ellie’s eyelid twitches and she gives in, releasing his hand from hers.  She doesn’t know how far she’ll go, but she knows she wants more— consequences be damned.  
    A smile spreads across Jake’s face.  He picks her up, carries her gently to the bedroom, and lays her softly on the bed.  He glides in next to her.  His hand slides into her shirt, under her bra, cups the soft swell of her breast.  “You’re perfect,” he whispers.  
    Ellie lets out a moan and kisses him softly at first.  She covers his hand with hers, presses it tighter against her hard nipple.  Her tongue slides between his moist lips.  She pulls the back of his head tighter to her.    
    Her body quivers as Jake’s gentle touch finds the edge of her panties.  He slips a finger inside, runs it down the edge and into her wet center.  She gasps with the sudden rush of intense pleasure.   
    “Fuck, Ell, you’re so amazing,” he groans.
    Sweet Jesus, she feels his erection pressed against her side as he strokes her softly.  “That’s so good,” she manages between labored breaths.  “You’re making me want to be so bad.”
    “I want it too,” he says, sucking on her earlobe until she moans loudly, her body arching into a shuddering release that leaves her breathless.   “But right now,” he says between his own heavy breaths, “I want you to remain perfect.”

Chapter 7
     
    Ellie stares at the note on the kitchen table.
     
    Dear Ellie,
     
    You’re so amazing.  I miss you already.  I’m sorry I had to leave, but something unexpected came up with Charlotte last night, and I fly to San Francisco this morning for the week’s business.
    The bag is yours.  Inside are two items.  One is obvious, the other requires an explanation, of which I can’t provide now.  If you take one, you must take the other in trust.  Keep in your apartment until I get back.
     
    Jake
     
    That would be great, Ellie thinks, if I could get into my apartment.
    She wants to grab a knife and scratch the word ‘Charlotte’ right out of the letter, but instead, she reaches for the bag and pulls it across the table.  She’s surprised at its weight.  It was empty last night, after she pulled the yoga pants and hoodie out.  It’s much heavier now.  
    When she opens it, she finds out why.
    She takes a step back in surprise.  Her hand covers her mouth.   OH. MY. GOD.
    At first, she wants to close the bag, head out of the apartment and run to the nearest police station.  Against her own better judgement, however, she knows she won’t— her intimacy with Jake last night somehow precludes it.  
    But her fingers tremble, a light sweat breaks on her forehead.  
    What kind of explanation could he possibly have for leaving her with a gun?  She knows nothing of whose it is, where it’s been, or worse if it’s been used for something horrible.
    Fuck, Jake.
    Her mind races, unsure what to do next.  On an impulse, she reaches in and places a finger on the cold barrel of the chrome-plated forty-five.  She picks it up.  
    To her surprise, it actually feels comfortable in her hand.  Even more shocking to her is the aching sensation that develops deep