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her perfect
peach nipples. It pebbled against his tongue, instantly responsive.
    ”You’re even better than the fantasies I’ve had about you.”
    “You fantasized about me? After that lackluster night we
had, I can’t imagine why.” As if she’d said too much, she bit her lower lip. “I
mean, it was college. None of us knew what we were doing back then.”
    Rather than question her further— lackluster night, huh? —he shifted away and turned on the sink
faucet. He soaked the washcloth in warm water and cast her a sideways glance as
he soaped up the cloth. “You’ve hinted at it all night, and I need to know. Are
you really single now? And if so, why the hell are you?”
    That same undefinable something he’d seen more than once in the bar flickered through her expression. “If you
weren’t sure, why did you touch me?”
    “I think you already know,” he said quietly.
    She swallowed hard. “I’m very single, actually. My ex didn’t
like to limit his options.” She propped her foot up on the sink and bared her
slick pussy to his openly appreciative gaze. “By the way, there’s one part of
me that really needs some attention.”
    “Already?”
    “It’s been several minutes, I’ll have you know.”
    Grinning, he lathered her thigh. “Here?” His hand slid over
her knee. “Maybe here?” he asked, the sound of her laughter swimming through
his bloodstream.
    “Try again, sport.” She gripped his wrist and dragged his
hand to the juncture of her thighs. Even through the soapy cloth, she burned.
“Much better.”
    He rubbed one finger wrapped in nubby terrycloth over her
clit. As much as he loved her whimper, her drowsy eyes told him she was
fighting to stay awake. “Quick washup , then bed.” He
brushed a kiss over her forehead. “And sleep.”
    “You’re so cute. And sweet. I deserve a sweet man.”
    Her casual statement didn’t feel so casual in his gut. “I’m
not always so sweet. But yeah, you deserve the world.” He rinsed the washcloth
and went back to his very enjoyable task, making sure to explore each nook and
cranny. When he slipped a finger inside her, she giggled and moaned, a
strangely intoxicating combination. And when his warm cloth brushed her
breasts, she sighed and shifted her stance to lay her head on his shoulder.
    “Best bath I’ve ever had.”
    He wrung out the water and went back to wiping her down,
spending extra time on her sexy stomach. Imagining her flesh dripping with his
release had him hardening again. “You’re easy to please.”
    “No, I’m really not.” Again, that faraway look flitted
across her face, and he wanted to go kick Rob’s skinny ass. “Thank you,
Justin.”
    “For what?” Desperate to make her smile again, he twirled
the washcloth over her nipples. “My oral talents?”
    “Well, that too.” But she didn’t smile. “For taking care of
me. For letting me stay.”
    He cupped her cheek and met her gaze steadily, though his
heart wanted to pound right out of his chest. “You wouldn’t think I was so
wonderful if you had any idea how much time I’ve spent wanting another man’s
woman.”
    She smiled and met his lips in a soft kiss. “Oh yes, I
would.”

Chapter Three
    Kylie slept, and that was some kind of miracle. She was a
notoriously light sleeper, prone to waking and prowling Rob’s house at all
hours, but she didn’t wake until just before dawn. She opened her eyes to that
murky half dark that hinted at sunrise, her body jolting at the unfamiliar
surroundings. Then she remembered.
    Justin. Even better, Justin’s mouth. Mmm .
She’d be reliving those moments on his bathroom sink for the rest of her life.
    She rubbed her eyes and shifted on the mattress, pleased to
feel a heavy arm wrapped around her waist. She wasn’t naked. Dimly, she
remembered him helping her into one of his huge flannel shirts before bed,
though she’d climbed between the sheets sans panties. She glanced at him over her shoulder and smiled at his