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her out of the crowded bar and across the street to his truck. When they reached the passenger door, Chase stopped and turned to face her with serious eyes.
    “This isn’t something weird, is it?”
    “What?” The tipsiness she’d been comforting herself with made it hard to figure out his strange question.
    “I don’t look like your dead husband or anything, do I?”
    “What are you talking about?”
    He watched her, his fingers sliding more deeply between hers. “You said you’ve never done this before.”
    “I haven’t.” Not recently anyway.
    His eyes narrowed to glittering slits as his gaze dropped to her lips.
    Before she could think what to say, Chase dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers. She wasn’t ready for it. Strange, considering she’d propositioned him just a few minutes before. But she wasn’t expecting the taste of him right at the moment, his lips brushing over hers.
    His mouth was nothing like his hands. His mouth touched her softly, a gentle pressure, testing her, feeling her out. When her shock wore off, Jane finally responded. She parted her lips a little, pressing into him, and Chase took the hint.
    A shock of warmth against her bottom lip revealed itself to be his tongue, touching briefly before drawing away.
    “Mmm.” She sighed, angling her head in encouragement. He tasted her again, teasing her until she followed his tongue with her own.
    Oh, my. His work-roughened hand slipped around the back of her neck as he pulled her closer. Chase’s kiss became deeper, deeper, until Jane found herself clutching his T-shirt and hanging on tight. His tongue thrust slowly. There was going to be no jackrabbit action in this man’s bed. This was a careful, controlled assault.
    The shivering in her knees climbed higher, shaking through her thighs. As if sensing his work was done, Chase brushed his lips over hers one last time before pulling away.
    “Well,” he murmured. “Ready to go?”
    Jane nodded. “Definitely.”
    The truck beeped, the locks popped open and Chase reached for the door handle. “After you, Miss Jane.”
    She flushed a bit at the reminder of who she was to him, but that didn’t stop her from climbing up and snapping the seat belt into place. This was a bad idea, but Jane wasn’t really a good girl and she never had been. She’d been faking it for ten years without a slip. Ten long years.
    Frankly, it was a miracle she’d lasted.
    Now she was tipsy and he was hot, and she wanted to drop the good-girl act for a few minutes. Or hours.
    Chase slipped into the driver’s seat and flashed her a wicked smile. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, Jane, but I definitely like it.”
    Finally she could respond to that grin exactly the way she wanted to. Jane smiled and slanted him a look from the corner of her eye. “Just drive.”
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    She felt the looks he kept aiming her way as he drove, as if he found her impossibly intriguing. Amazing how an offer of free sex could monopolize a guy’s attention.
    Jane squeezed her thighs together, thrilling at the darts of pleasure that resulted. The dream she’d had the night before had gotten her body primed for pleasure. Now just that one kiss had her squirming.
    Thank God she’d put on sexy underwear that morning. She didn’t always wear lacy bras and panties, but it was one of the small pleasures in her life. Sexy lingerie. A tiny concession to her true nature. A secret beneath her professional clothing. It was a secret she wanted to let Chase in on. Quickly.
    She hid her body beneath perfectly tailored clothing, because otherwise she drew too many eyes. Her curves had drawn attention from the time she’d hit puberty at eleven. The wrong kind of attention for a young girl, but wrong was just what she was looking for now.
    “My place is just around the corner,” Chase said, breaking the silence.
    Only two blocks from Main Street. Wonderful.
    “Are you cold?” he asked. Even though she said no, he