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hitch. Everyone danced,
ate, and drank, a lot. As in, a lot!
    ***
    Alexander was hot. Damn hot! Gorgeous, really. But
that’s not the thought that Jillian had the next morning when she
woke up sweating. Temperature-wise, he was burning hot, and the leg
and arm draped over hers the following morning were smothering her
and making her sweat. Jill was on her back with Alexander’s face
tucked under her neck and half of his body wrapped around her.
Quietly unwrapping herself wouldn’t be easy. It almost seemed like
a sacrilege when she looked down to see his perfectly chiseled
naked body against hers, but she had to go.
    As stealthy as possible, she reached first for the
arm that rested across her torso. With the gentlest of touches, she
lifted the arm, trying to maneuver a way out of his grip. The man
was like an octopus. She felt as if he had eight arms and legs
wrapped around her. When she lifted the arm, he snuggled his face
closer to her neck. He mumbled something incoherent under his
breath, but he seemed to be asleep. The arm of steel tightened
around her waist. Getting out of this mess of arms and legs was
going to be difficult.
    His raspy morning voice whispered into her ear,
startling her. “I’m not letting go.”
    “Oh, so you are awake.”
    “How could I sleep with all this moving and
masterminding coming from your way?”
    She laughed because she really had been trying to
plan an escape. “Xander, I need to go. I have to be at Rocco’s in
an hour. I still have to shower and get dressed.”
    His grip tightened. “No. You. Stay. Here.” He kissed
her neck between words, moving down her neck to her collarbone.
Suddenly, his body replaced the web of limbs. He was right on top
of her, holding her arms down and moving his kisses lower.
    She cleared her throat. “Um, I have to go, Xander. I
don’t have time—” Unable to control it, she let out a moan.
    He ignored her and continued to work his way down
lower and lower. “Who’re you fooling, babe?” He ran a finger up and
down her panties. “You’re wet and ready. Do you really want me to
stop?”
    No! “No,” she barely got the words out as
Alexander slid her panties to the side and used his mouth to show
her that being a little late would be worth it. After he used his
mouth then fingers and finally mouth again, she didn’t care she was
late. It had definitely been worth it. Really worth it.
    Fifteen minutes later, she sighed. “Wow.”
    “Are you ever going to say anything other than ‘wow’
after sex?”
    “We didn’t have sex.” She grinned.
    “True. Are you ever going to say anything other than
‘wow’ after I give you an orgasm?” Before she could answer, he held
out two fingers. “Two orgasms.”
    “Yes. Chocolate cake. That was most definitely
chocolate cake, and I really don’t feel nauseated. Heather doesn’t
know what she’s talking about.”
    “What are you talking about?”
    She giggled, slipping out of bed. “It’s a long
story, and now I really am going to be late.” She gave him a brief
kiss on the lips and ran out the door to the bathroom, stumbling on
the sheets that lay scattered all over the floor. Alexander laughed
at her frantic state. A few minutes later, she returned to a
sleeping Alexander. It was a nice sight to see him on her bed,
still naked. He was so big that he took up most of the bed. She
quickly stepped into black linen pants and a gauzy emerald green
blouse, applied some light makeup, and grabbed her purse and phone.
Not wanting to wake him, she gave Alexander a feather-light kiss on
the cheek and whispered “I love you” as she closed the door to her
bedroom.
    When she took in the disaster from the party that
was her living room, she shook her head and cringed. A huge
undertaking awaited her upon her return.
    She got in her car and drove to Davenport, a
ranching community in Austin, where her father had instructed she
meet him. He had explained it was one of his homes. Her nerves were
getting