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anticipation. 
    Unbelievable! 
    Then again, calling a sexy firefighter to her rescue was right up there in the unbelievable section, too. 
    Jenna cracked her bedroom window, listening for sounds of an approaching vehicle.  Less than twenty minutes later she heard gravel crunching beneath rubber tires.  She flicked off her lamp and moved to her window. 
    Camouflaged by darkness, she glanced at the street below.  Her pulse leapt when she spotted Dean climbing from his car.  As he shut the driver side door quietly, he angled his head upward.  Dark eyes sparkled and a wicked, self-assured grin curled his lips.  He had to be the most confident man she’d ever met, and his assuredness made her feel wildly out of control.  No man had ever made her feel that way before. 
    Without haste, Jenna dropped the curtain and stepped back into the shadows, wondering what the hell she’d gone and gotten herself into. 
    Heart racing, she took a moment to remind herself how much she wanted this.  How much she wanted to experience the lust, the passion, and the mind blowing sex other women experienced. 
    Just once… 
    Heavy footsteps on the stairs gained her attention. Dean inched open her door without knocking.  Light from the hallway spilled inside and fell over her scantily clad body. 
    Dean took one predatory step forward.  His overwhelming presence dominated the small bedroom.  The desire reflecting in his eyes told her all she needed to know.  Megan was right.  Dean wanted this just as much as she did. 
    Desire and need moved into Jenna’s stomach.  She drew a shaky breath and moistened her lips.  Heat pooled between her thighs when her gaze panned the length of him.  He was so goddamn hot that her pussy ached to swallow his cock. 
    As she took pleasure in the sight of his tall, hard body, her skin moistened.  He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a knit navy sweater that showed off his toned body.  She watched transfixed as he scrubbed his hand over the stubble shadowing his jaw, his lusty eyes seeming to undress her.  She could see his pulse beating at the base of his throat, double time, as he continued his slow perusal.  It both thrilled and surprised her to know she had this effect on him. 
    Restless, edgy for his touch, she shifted from one leg to the other.  Like a wild animal, he made a guttural noise low in his throat. 
    By God, he looked so feral, so wild, so hungry.  He licked his lips, his gaze brushing over her body like he was going to eat her alive.
    And heaven help her, she was going to let him.
    She stood before him, warmth and desire stirring her blood, making her forget everything but this moment and this wild man. 
    He pointed at her with his index finger and made a circular motion.  His voice was controlled. “Turn around, Jenna,” he demanded, taking charge of the situation as though he knew what she wanted and just how to give it to her. 
    Jenna tried to keep her focus.  “Have you brought scissors?” she asked, with a desperate edge to her voice as she turned her back to him, and inched her body deeper into the shadows, uncomfortable with the way the bright hallway light exposed her body. 
    Without answering he moved farther into the room.  Sexual tension hung heavy in the air as he closed the distance between them.  He stood only inches from her, crowding her, his body close but never touching hers.  His breath was hot on her neck, raising her passion to new heights.  She could feel his heat and his lust reaching out to her.  Jenna inhaled his warm spicy scent, letting it seep into her bloodstream and wrap around her like a silken cocoon until she thought she’d go mad with desire. 
    Dean ran his fingertips along the back of her neck.  Jenna shivered in response. 
    “It seems we have a problem, Jenna.”  His warm breath caressed her skin as he spoke in a hushed tone. 
    She angled her head to better see him.  Soft rays drifting in from the hallway provided