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would put him in his place. She picked up three tiles, and going down from the P he’d just placed added U-N-Y to spell PUNY. It was only eight points, but sometimes it wasn’t the score that mattered.
    She looked up at him, ready to gloat—only to find him watching her through intense blue eyes that told her he knew she knew better. There was nothing puny about Will.
    She swallowed, watched him set out his next word for twelve points: L-I-P-S.
    She rolled her eyes, used his L to spell L-I-M-P. Eight points.
    He gave her a lopsided grin and shook his head, drawing her gaze down to the telltale bulge in his shorts. Then he used the E in SEX to spell E-N-T-E-R. Seven points.
    She lifted her chin, used his N and spelled out N-E-V-E-R for ten points.
    He narrowed his eyes at her, bit his lower lip. Then a slow smile spread across his face as he moved back up the board and used the A in BREASTS to end the word V-A-G-I-N-A. Twelve points.
    And so it went, crossword warfare, neither of them speaking, Lissy barely breathing, until Will passed two hundred points with the fifteen-point word Q-U-I-M.
    Lissy stood, glared at him and began tossing the wooden tiles back into the little velvet bag. “So long as you understand, Will Fraser, those four letters are as close as you’re getting to the real thing until you say ‘I do.’”
     
    This time, Lissy said good night to Will while he was in the bathroom brushing his teeth, then fled to the safe haven of the guest room.
     
    Will heard Lissy open the bedroom door. He opened one eye and glanced at the clock—twelve-oh-five. He pretended to be asleep, certain she was about to crawl beneath the sheets and wake him for a bit of midnight madness. Instead he heard the drawer of her nightstand slide open, then close. And then she was gone.
    A few minutes later, he heard a faint buzzing sound.
    And then it hit him.
    She was having sex with herself! Without him!
    He sat up, intensely aroused and irritated. He’d spent the better part of the day trying to get under her skin, and she was taking it out on a sex toy?
    He’d set one foot on the floor on his way to replace the stupid bit of vibrating plastic with something real when he caught himself. He forced himself back into bed, flipped onto his side and punched a pillow. And listened.
    By the time the buzzing stopped ten minutes later, he was hard as steel. He’d take care of the steel tonight. The vibrator he’d take care of tomorrow.
    She wasn’t getting off that easily.
     
    The wall woke Lissy again early Monday morning. She took a shower, slid into her bathrobe and had breakfast ready and coffee brewing when Will emerged from the bedroom, looking tired and surly. She poured him a cup, handed it to him, then kissed him on the stubbly roughness of his cheek. “Morning, babe. How’s your knee?”
    He sipped, frowned. “My knee? Oh. Better. Thanks.”
    “Should we ride together?”
    He looked into his coffee, shook his head. “Take your car. I’ll be at Broncos team camp most of the day. We’re doing a couple of live feeds.”
    “A late night?”
    He nodded. “How about you?”
    “A day of boring meetings. We’ve got to pin down the concept for our fall fashion preview, and I need to finish interviews for the staff writer position. We can’t head into the rest of the summer understaffed.”
    He set his coffee down, pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead. “I miss you, Lissy. I miss having you in our bed. Sex or no sex, it’s not the same without you.”
    She pressed her cheek into his chest, sank into the haven of his body. “I miss you, too. But it’s only—”
    “—thirteen more days.”
    Thirteen more days.
    Somehow that had begun to sound like a long time.
    That was what she thought, but that was not what she said. “Don’t tell me you’re ready to cave so soon.”
    “Who said anything about giving up? I was simply stating a fact.” Then he kissed her on the nose. “Have a great day.”
    “You,