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on the forearm. “When you’re finished here, you should come out to the pool. It’s a great way to let off steam after a hard day’s work.”
    His jaw flexed but he said nothing.
    She swam her lengths, working herself to near exhaustion until finally she climbed out of the pool to stretch out on a chaise lounge. It was cool for swimming, cooler for sunbathing, but she liked it this way. Besides, thinking of Tyce generated enough heat to keep her warm in spite of the breeze that kicked up.
    She hadn ’t been able to stop thinking of him. Her body craved him, her heart remembered him and her mind couldn’t sort out why the hell she thought things would be any different. Tyce Branton had captured her at fourteen and never really let go.
    She stretched one leg and pulled her other foot close to her body. The cool air eased the heat between her thighs. She slipped on her sunglasses and picked up her novel, idly tugging at the thong bikini bottom. Relief would take more than this.
    She replayed all the mental snapshots she’d taken of him this morning. His palm, smoothing a paint blister he’d found on the Jag’s front right fender. He’d smoothed and stroked at the spot until she’d wanted to scream from frustration.
    She moved the front piece of the thong against herself once, twice, and gave up the pretense of reading. All she wanted was Tyce ’s hand on her engorged nub. She tugged. Yes, yes, just like that.
    She moaned and twisted the thong, spreading herself wide to tease and tantalize.
    The whispering slide of the glass door behind her made her turn. Tyce. She set the tip of one finger to herself and pressed. Oh God.
    “ Decided to join me?” she asked. She slowly rocked her upraised knee from side to side. Tick tock.
    “ I used the shower.” Tyce moved toward her, hair still glistening, eyes on her knee as it opened and closed. “I wanted to see the pool and when I opened the door I heard a moan. Are you all right?”
    “ I will be soon.” She readjusted her bikini to cover herself, but the flare in his gaze told her he’d seen. A muscle jumped in his jaw as he walked around her to check out the pool and private backyard. “The hedge is tall.”
    His jeans bulged and he turned toward her, for once not hiding his erection from her hungry gaze.
    “Yes. And thick. I like thick.” Her voice held a husky tone and she wondered if she sounded as breathy as she felt.
    He had his hands shoved into his jacket pockets, his jeans tented even more. His gaze traveled up from her toes, past her now still knees, and slowed at her shadowed center. Eventually, after he ’d looked his fill he slid on up to her breasts. He focused intently for a long, measuring moment and she very nearly reached for her robe to cover herself.
    “ Cold out here.”
    She palmed her nipples. “ Yes, it is. Are you finished for the day?”
    He nodded, watching her with an intent stare that had her moist and ready. Full of ache. “The kid’s gone back to the hotel. He met a girl.”
    “ I’m not surprised. He looks like you did at that age.”
    He scrubbed his scalp, ruffling his hair into soft spikes that took her back to the trailer park and being fourteen. She caught her breath at the instant recognition of all the feelings she ’d had. Still had?
    “ I was so infatuated with you,” she said. Hard to believe a crush could last so long. To escape it and her foolish thoughts, she stood and gathered her robe and novel.
    “ This was a mistake,” she said clearly and turned away.
    She supposed it looked like an invitation rather than an escape because he caught up to her before she entered the pool house.
    Her insides kicked into overdrive.

 
     
     
    Five
    The Oil Change
     
    Inside the small den in the pool house, Lisa felt Tyce ’s touch at her elbow, felt him run his fingers down to her hand and tug the robe and novel out of her grasp. He set them on the leather recliner in front of the television.
    His hands tightened on the