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he kind of thought she liked what she saw. Her gaze lingered on the purple scar where he’d had knee surgery.
    Surgery hadn’t put him back in the game, but at least he could walk without hobbling. In fact, he could dance for short stretches, a fact he’d proven tonight. He’d told himself to be grateful for that much.
    “Looks painful,” she said.
    “It is, and I’m not talking about my knee.”
    Her mouth tilted in a smile. “Cute.”
    “I prefer the term impressive. ”
    She laughed and flung back the covers, which included a colorful patchwork quilt. “Are you fishing for compliments, Carswell?”
    “Yes.”
    “Then let me just say that UPS would likely slap a surcharge on that package of yours.” She climbed into bed and stretched out, facing him. “Gonna deliver it?”
    “Yeah.” He was really starting to like her, and that could be a problem. He might want to remind himself, beginning now, that this was only temporary. “Special delivery, overnight male.”

4
    C ARO WAS PROUD OF HERSELF for keeping the tone light. She’d never had a one-night stand, and this was shaping up to be her first try at it. If so, she wanted to make sure the mood was carefree and playful, not intense and sordid.
    So far, so good. Logan was following her lead, and as he climbed into her bed, she told herself not to mentally record this moment and think it was significant, because it wasn’t. Yes, his body was incredible. He was the most muscular guy she’d ever seen naked, not counting marble statues or issues of Playgirl.
    He was so ripped that she felt a little intimidated, as if she were about to take a ride on a monster roller coaster and wasn’t sure if she’d chicken out before it began. Could she keep up with all that energy and power? She was willing to try.
    Her body was more than willing. From her first glimpse of his spectacular endowments, moisture had collected between her thighs and her womb had contracted. Natural instinct had taken over, demanding that she join with him in the most basic way.
    So she’d take this wild ride, but she’d better not get used to having a hard body in her bed. She’d look into his sexy eyes, which reminded her of dark chocolate, but wouldn’t setthat shade of brown as her new standard. His mouth not only looked sensual, she knew from experience that it felt even better. Still, she couldn’t get attached to his kisses, either.
    What was about to happen between them was an unexpected gift, a moment stolen from each of their regularly scheduled lives.
    Then he looked into her eyes, and she was caught by surprise at the warmth and caring in his gaze. When he touched her, all her promises to stay objective shattered. He could have grabbed her. With all their banter, he would have been justified in rolling her onto her back and having his way with her.
    Instead, he skimmed the tips of his fingers over her cheek with such tenderness that her throat tightened.
    “I want you so much I can barely stand it,” he said. “But before this gets hot and heavy, and I can guarantee it will, I wanted to say…thank you.”
    She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Shouldn’t I be thanking you? I’m sure you can get girls by snapping your fingers. I’m the one who’s in a sexual wasteland.”
    He smiled. “I’ve been in a wasteland of my own making, bogged down in self-pity. This…” He paused to sweep his hand over the bed. “This feels as if you just tossed me a lifeline.”
    “I’d say ‘anytime,’ but we both know that’s not possible.”
    He cupped her face with one hand. “So let’s make the most of right now.” But his kiss was slow and easy, as if they had all the time in the world. Leisurely, he combed his fingers through her hair and nibbled his way from her mouth to the curve of her neck. “You smell like lemons.”
    “Homemade lemon juice hair spray.” She shivered as he ran his tongue along her collarbone.
    “Love it.” His virile body was inches from