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give him all of herself. Her new job for one thing. She couldn’t just pick up and move back to Witch Fields no matter how much she wanted to. Even though she was settled, she hadn’t wanted to admit to missing him like crazy, more than her father. Alexi’s confession of wanting something more serious had come at the perfect time. Her thirty-fifth birthday had gotten her thinking about her future. She’d dedicated most of her adult life to the law firm.
    Alexi’s revelation didn’t change much except for her outlook in her personal life. Could it work between us? We know we’re good in the bedroom. And we’re best friends in real life. Is that all it takes? Would it just be like their usual interactions? She tried to wrap her head around possibly calling Alexi her boyfriend or significant other.
    “You know this relationship, you and me being best friends, really matters to me. I just want you to know how precious this is to me. Besides my pops, you are the most important man in life.” She let the words come out rather than thinking them through. “I want the romance as well. I want it all.” There, out into the ether. She waited for him to say something, make her feel silly for worrying about losing what they originally had.
    “We’ve been with each other in good times and bad. We can’t go a day without talking even if we’re mad at each other. You’re the first person I want to talk to when I have news.” He paused. She hung on to that little gap in his speech, waiting to see if there would be a letdown. “We’ll take it slow, but I won’t deny how I feel about you. Like I said before, I love you, Tianna, and I’m in this for the long haul.”
    You think that now, the little spear of doubt thrust into her brain. She didn’t dismiss it outright. Instead, she turned over his words and nodded. “Okay, slow it is.”
    She knew she was poking the bear, and that’s just what she wanted, so they didn’t get too serious or too worried about what may happen in the future.
    “Oh, honey, you have no idea what you’ve started. Ice cream is done. Paranormal or action tonight?” He moved behind her, opened up the freezer, and put the ice cream away before he returned and dumped his utensils in the sink. She rinsed them off and put them in the dishwasher.
    “Both, duh. And in space.” She followed him into the living room area while he carried a tray with their food into the seating area. Behind her the kettle whistled.
    “Damn, almost forgot about that.” She turned around, ready to go back.
    “No, sit, get comfy. I’ll make the hot chocolate.” He stepped aside and went back into the kitchen, brushing past her, raising goose bumps on her bare arms and across her chest as he went. She shivered. Her nipples tightened, and her stomach muscles tensed as her panties became damper.
    She doubted she’d be able to keep her hands to herself, not when she wanted to cuddle into his heat, feel all that solidity and his muscles against her and under her hands to explore and remind herself that reality was better than her imagination. It had to be better than her daydreams, right? She shook her head and dismissed those thoughts. Take it slow, she ordered herself. Easier said than done when he returned and bent over the table as he put down the mugs. The denim of his jeans stretched tight, molding his muscular ass. Her fingers tingled to pinch, mold her palms around the muscular cheeks, and give them a good squeeze, maybe while he pumped into her.
    Damn it! She’d gone almost eight months with just her vibrator for comfort. Being around the very center of her fantasies wore some of her control away, especially after that kiss. She squeezed her eyes shut. Get it together. She inhaled and exhaled slow and steady until some calm settled on her. She opened her eyes to find him crouched in front of the TV slipping a DVD disc into the player.
    A small giggle erupted before she could stop herself. “You know, there’s