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was in love with being married more than I was in love with Greg. I loved being a family, you know?”
    Yeah, he knew. He missed Karen and Scott so badly he ached.
    “Not that I didn’t love Greg when I first married him,” she explained. “But after I’d caught him cheating on me, and he told me he was in love with a twenty-one-year old, I was really angrier about how Jordan would feel about his father than I was about the fact that Greg didn’t love me anymore.” She looked up at him with sad brown eyes. “Does that make sense?”
    “Sure. Absolutely.” He didn’t have a clue. He reached for her hand and gave it a squeeze. Her hand was small and dainty in his large grasp. “Greg didn’t deserve you.”
    Her eyes grew huge as she met his gaze. “Are you just saying that to make me feel better?”
    “No. I meant it. You’re a nice woman and a good mother.” He jerked his head toward the jewelry box. “You’re a hell of a jewelry designer. And you’re . . . sexy.” He probably shouldn’t have said that last part, but it was too late now.
    “You think I’m sexy?” she asked in a shaky voice.
    Kenny smiled. “Yeah, I do. Especially in that outfit,” he said, raking his gaze down the front of her. She laughed softly. “Now, I know you’re pulling my leg. How could you possibly think what I’m wearing is sexy, when you didn’t even notice the short skirts I wore over here a few weeks ago?”
    “Honey, trust me, I noticed.”
    “You did? You certainly didn’t act like it.”
    “Just because I didn’t jump out of my wheelchair and attack you doesn’t mean I wasn’t affected.”
    A look of satisfaction showed in her eyes.
    While Kenny was trying to think of a few more compliments that didn’t include anything of a sexual nature, he noticed he was still holding her hand. Kneading it, was more like it, and Holly was kneading his as well.
    Instinctively, his dick throbbed with sexual need. A million thoughts ran through his mind, including dragging Holly out of her chair and into his lap. He wanted to hold her and tell her everything would be okay. He wanted to kiss her senseless. Her mouth, her neck and her breasts. Yeah, especially her breasts.
    And then he wanted her to welcome him into her body, where he knew she’d be warm and slick. It had been so long since he’d made love. And although his dick didn’t seem to have any uncertainties, his mind was filled with plenty of self-doubt.
    But there was no use fighting the undeniable magnetism that was building between them, and he decided to go for broke. “I want you, Holly,” he said in a low voice. “You’ve been driving me crazy for months now.”
    She went still and stared at him, wide-eyed. Her chest rose and fell with every breath she took. But she didn’t say anything.
    Maybe she hadn’t heard him. “Holly,” he said.
    “Are you sure you--”
    “Darlin’, I’ve never been surer about anything in my life.”
    “Don’t you even want to kiss me first?” she asked then licked her top lip.
    “Oh, yeah,” he mumbled, leaning closer until his nose bumped hers. “Oh, yeah.” His last words were smothered on her lips as he moved his mouth over hers and devoured its softness.
    Parting her lips, she met his kiss, entwining her tongue with his. Tentative little slurps that sent shock waves to his insides. She smelled sweet, like vanilla, and he could taste the faint remnants of coffee.
    Already he was drowning, and he couldn’t get enough of her. His hands slipped up her arms, bringing her closer, before he explored the curve of her spine and the soft globes of her behind. Her small breasts brushed against his chest, and she brought her hands up to twine around his neck.
    She ran her fingers through his hair, then traced around his earlobes. Her touch was light and painfully teasing as the blood pounded in his brain.
    Finding her breast, he began massaging it through her clothing, feeling her nipple turn pebble hard. She grew