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staggering.
    Keisha left the warehouse grateful for her mother’s sacrifice and yet, thankful that nowadays struggling families had access to help if they needed it. Shane had been a thoughtful and industrious volunteer worker, asking questions that showed he also had grown up in a household where money and food had been tight.
    Hours later, Shane and Keisha were back at the warehouse, after hours and undercover. Jack had given them a key and the information on how to avoid the security cameras.
    They were set up on the catwalk of the refrigerator room. From their vantage point across the warehouse, they had an unrestricted view of the delivery bay rolling door that scrolled up and allowed trucks to back right up to the warehouse floor to unload the cargo.
    The room was bathed in darkness. The only illumination was spotlights fixed on the rolling door and the doorways that led to the unrefrigerated section of the warehouse where the boxed food was stored.
    The catwalk was a tight fit, so Keisha was seated between Shane’s legs, his thighs bracketing hers and her butt up against his crotch.
    Shane had been a close observer to the inner workings of Keisha’s brilliant and convoluted mind. She hid her soft center, encased that marshmallow heart in a hard attitude that fooled most of the world.
    He wasn’t going to lie. At one point, he’d been a little bit scared of her. She was a Ball Buster with a capital BB. But ever since Keisha had revealed that inner softness, Shane had been dying to see that gooey, sweet woman again.
    The last time she’d shown him had been when they rescued Maria Torres. She’d focused right in on Maria’s pain and her fear and done everything to put her at ease and mother her.
    And while he had no interest in Keisha mothering him, none at all, he wanted, with a fierce passion, to see that soft woman again.
    He’d almost blown it this morning. Of course, he had no idea what he’d done wrong. All he’d done was get out of bed, unashamed of the erection she inspired. He’d mentioned his Go Bag, but why that would have garnered hostility was beyond him.
    She’d been pissed. And as far as he could tell, he hadn’t necessarily done anything to change her mind. But she had, and then offered to join him.
    He should have been completely wrung out after three rounds of very energetic and long lasting sex. But from the moment he’d awoken with her ass pressed against him, all he could think about was getting inside her again.
    They’d managed another round in the shower, and when they’d left her apartment, they’d both been sated and happy.
    If only he could keep her chained up and in bed. Life would be perfect.
    And wow, would he get his balls handed to him if he even voiced that thought out loud. He chuckled softly.
    “What are you laughing at?”
    “Would you bust my balls if I said I was imagining you chained to my bed?”
    Keisha should probably be offended at the image, but after working with Shane over the past few months, she knew that he respected her in the field. He might be a pain in the ass sometimes, but he’d ultimately supported her decisions when they’d protected Maria Torres. And he’d followed her lead several times today.
    As a matter of fact, they’d worked the day seamlessly, instinctively knowing when one was actually snooping, the other would keep the volunteers at the food bank occupied.
    And while they’d worked well together, in bed they were even more compatible. Shane seemed to have an instinctive ability to know exactly how far he could push. And Keisha trusted him to take her to the edge, shoving her past former comfort zones, yet she knew he would never hurt her.
    As a result, Keisha had never been so satiated. Shane’s chest was thick and solid behind her. And she felt as if she could just lay down in a puddle of satisfaction and never get up again. She fought the urge to rub against him like a cat in heat.
    She couldn’t keep her hands off him. And