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rough and insistent as he played with her breasts. Keisha taking his gorgeous cock into her mouth, caressing his balls, and sucking him dry.
    The images were turning her on again. Shane had insinuated the hard column of his thigh between her legs, and her butt was snuggled against his rapidly growing erection.
    Early morning light filtered in through her sheer curtains. She’d forgotten to close her drapes last night. She’d had…other things on her mind, on her . She repressed the urge to giggle.
    Her, giggle. Seriously, she hadn’t felt this light in a very long time.
    Shane’s heat warmed the bed and her body as she thought about his contradictions.
    She’d seen him be extremely menacing. And yet, sometimes, he imparted such a serene air. That dichotomy was unbelievably appealing.
    He was exactly who he was and was entirely at peace with himself. His tranquility wormed into her consciousness, and she wondered if she could just be here with him, calm, peaceful. Just be.
    When she was with Shane, the chaos in her head quieted and the need to protect herself faded into the background. Which was dangerous. She couldn’t depend on him. She couldn’t depend on anyone but herself. Her momma had raised her to know that people didn’t stick so you couldn’t lean on anyone. Wasn’t that true of her daddy?
    He hadn’t even stayed around until she was born.
    And that quickly, the serenity and lightness disappeared. Shane Washington was a player. She’d been foolish to jump into bed with him, even as world-rocking as the sex had been. The aftermath was likely going to suck.
    Shane trailed his finger along the curve of her neck and heaved a sigh. “What are you worrying about in there?” He pressed his lips along the same path his finger had taken.
    “The job.”
    Shane snorted. “No way. You can handle anything that’s thrown at you for work without batting an eyelash. Those tense muscles are personal.”
    Keisha didn’t know whether to cringe or preen at the fact that he apparently knew her well enough to realize that she was fearless when it came to work.
    She wasn’t about to admit that she’d been thinking about him. About what a delicious mistake having sex with him was.
    “I can see that chip growing like a cloud in a thunderstorm.”
    Keisha glanced at the clock on the bedside table. “We need to get to the food bank.” She ignored his queries.
    Shane sighed again.
    “I’ve got a change of clothes in my trunk.” He pressed a kiss on her ear.
    Figured. Player.
    “I keep a Go Bag packed in case my clients need me for an emergency,” he clarified.
    “I’m sure that comes in handy.” For when he scores with some chick stupid enough to fall into bed with him. Like her.
    It was pretty hard to miss the sarcasm in her voice.
    “Yeah. It does.” Shane pushed out of the bed. “I’m going to take a shower.”
    He stood beside the bed. His body ripped with muscle, his chest broad, his cock half erect and weeping with a few drops of pre-come. And if she’d been standing, she’d have had to brace herself. He seriously made her knees weak.
    Keisha was nuts. She had a hot man in her house. Naked and half-primed. One who had seriously rocked her world last night. The best sex she’d had in a very long time. Maybe ever. And today they were going to pretend to be married. She needed to forget about shutting down her emotions, forget about that future hurt that was surely on the way, and enjoy him.
    She grabbed a condom from the bedside table. “Want company?”
     
    ***
     
    Keisha and Shane spent the day working at the warehouse, learning about the way donations came in, how they were sorted, and then re-boxed to distribute to the food bank’s clients. They toured the enormous refrigerated room and she’d been surprised by the amount of fresh produce and fruit that was donated and then given away. Even more interesting, the numbers of families the food bank fed on a monthly basis was pretty