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    “It’s me.”
    Taylor didn’t have to ask who “me” was.
    The TV was blaring, Brian and Jamey were yelling about something Spiderman had just done. Her house was a mess, popcorn all over the coffee table, and her sons were out of control.
    All Taylor cared about was the way the deep timbre of Jace’s voice over the phone melted her from the inside out. The thing she’d done to him yesterday morning in her kitchen kept popping into her mind at the oddest moments. Like today, when she’d made a pot of coffee while the boys were getting ready for school.
    But what did you say to a man you’d taken in your mouth just yesterday? Her son saved her from thinking about it. “Jamey, do not spill that soda on the carpet.”
    “Is that Spiderman 2 I hear in the background?”
    “That and those dastardly children of mine destroying the house. And how do you know we’re watching Spiderman 2 ? You’re not a closet Spidey watcher, are you?”
    “They made me watch it three times the other weekend. And they got every line right just before Spiderman said it.”
    “Them’s m’boys. A movie hasn’t been watched enough if they haven’t memorized the lines.” It felt so easy to talk to him, like it had been before Saturday night. Except for that lazy heat running through his low voice and elevating her body temperature. She snuggled into the couch, pressing the phone intimately to her ear.
    “Will my mom take the kids on Friday?”
    She didn’t want this conversation, not now. “She’ll do it,” she said, soft and low so the boys wouldn’t hear. Somehow it came out sounding sexy, matching Jace’s tone. “I told her I’d be back by ten.” She modified her conversation for the boys. Little children had big ears when you least expected it.
    “You’ll only be on your tenth orgasm by ten o’clock, just getting warmed up.”
    Her body started to buzz in reaction. The boys had quieted down, the Coke didn’t get knocked over, and Jace was turning her into a puddle of mush. But she wouldn’t reply in kind.
    “You’re driving me nuts,” he whispered.
    He was doing exactly the same to her. Jace made it so hard to be strong.
    “Who ya talking to, Mom?”
    “Nobody. Watch the movie.” She rose and carried the portable phone into the kitchen.
    “Nobody? Did it feel like nobody when I came in your mouth?”
    “No.” It felt like heaven.
    “You liked what you did to me, didn’t you?”
    “You know I did.” She’d loved it. She still tasted him.
    “Put the boys to bed, and I’ll come over.”
    “That’s not a good idea.” Oh so tempting, but a very bad idea. She had to make him see the risks in what they were doing. “It’ll be the only time. Friday, I mean. Then we have to get back to...normal.” She knew they never would.
    He was silent a moment. “I know.” He exhaled, his breath teasing across the phone lines. “That’s why I’m going to make sure it’s so damn good you’ll never forget it. You’ll never feel like going alone to a bar.”
    She already had some very big hints of how good Jace would make it. A stranger in a bar would never be enough now. “I told you I wouldn’t do that again.”
    “You’ll be tempted. You’re too much woman not to need it.”
    “I’m stronger than that.” The man she wasn’t strong with was him. Maybe Friday night was a really bad idea. If she knew the full scope, could she stop herself from going back again? And again. “Maybe we need to rethink this whole thing.”
    “No.” He seemed to catch his breath, catch himself. “One time. Then it’ll be out of your system.”
    She closed her eyes and dragged in a breath. She wanted so badly. She needed. It was like a drug, a habit harder to break the longer you did it, the deeper you went. “I really think—”
    “You think too much, Taylor.”
    “Wrong. I haven’t been thinking at all.” Except about what she’d done to him in her kitchen. And how badly she wanted more. Her nipples peaked