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door. Her head was leaned back to rest on the back of the tub she was submerged in. “I must have fallen asleep.” Her sexy, sleepy voice soothed him with relief.
    “You were gone. I checked the bathroom and you where not there.” He couldn’t help the accusation in his voice. She’d scared the hell out of him, and fear was not an emotion he was familiar with. Nor was the incredible sense of loss he could not understand.
    “I was right here.” She was looking at him like he was nuts again. “Where the hell would I go?”
    His relief and fear rapidly turned into irritation and anger. Was she serious? “Just tell me where you went.” Stomping into the bathroom, Shane stood in front of her bath with his arms folded across his chest. He wanted to shake her … until he looked into her eyes.
    There was no denying the desire he saw there. The green had been completely engulfed by the gold starburst. Her eyes were so bright they were nearly glowing. His body’s response was immediate. He couldn’t breathe. Holy hell, he had to get out of there. He started to turn and walk out, but the siren that was Jess began to slowly rise out of the tub, captivating him, anchoring him in place.
    Shane stood motionless. Inch by inch Jess’s luscious body lifted. Full, beautiful breasts broke the surface of the water, dripping bubbles off the pearl–tipped, tiny pink nipples, begging to be licked and suckled. Her toned stomach accented by a small diamond bellybutton ring that sparkled at him. His eyes followed the bubbles down as her body continued to rise up. Her narrow waist gave way to the flare of her hips. Shane swallowed hard. The water released its veiling of the sweet, hairless juncture between her thighs.
    Behind his jeans he was throbbing, painfully, from just the sight of her. Her oleander scent, driven by her desire, was a powerfully intoxicating aphrodisiac. He couldn’t halt his dentes sliding into his mouth in anticipation of her taste. Every breath he took inflamed his lust. His control rapidly unraveled in a way it never had before.
    His eyes traveled back up the wonder of her. She was still staring him straight in the eyes. Standing her full height left everything below mid thigh hidden beneath the water line. He was fully aware that his erection, straining for freedom against his jeans, was perfectly level with her full lips. Her eyes were nearly pure gold in her passion. It became clear to him that she was an innocent or very nearly so as she stood before him biting her bottom lip. After her brazen show, she seemed unsure of how to proceed. Her hesitation was both the saving grace of his control and a curse. Shane had never wanted a female more than he did Jess. If he was right about why they felt drawn to each other, she would be the only female he’d ever want for the rest of his immortal life. They both stood stock-still, starring into each other’s eyes, each silently daring the other to take the next step and neither doing it. The standoff seemed to last for eternity.
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    Jess knew her dreams were just dreams, so Shane’s freak-out confused her. She had not left the bath. She must have been sleeping pretty soundly to have not heard him enter the room. When he had stomped in, crossing his arms and demanding answers, her first thought had been to rip him a new asshole for being so arrogant and stupid.
    That is until she perused his jean-clad thighs, fully appreciating the man standing before her. She had allowed her eyes to continue up, hesitating for a moment to note the not insignificant bulge in the front of his worn denim jeans. His hips were narrow. She could see just the hint of his tight abs pressed up against his T-shirt. His arms folded across his chest emphasized their definition and pulled his shirt tight against his chest, accentuating his broad shoulders. He had a stubborn set to his jaw. If the desired effect he was seeking was intimidation, he was sorely falling short. His lips were almost