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yelled. She heard more rattling and then a hiccup.
    That Bernard could hear them dampened her libido a little, but the look in Ian’s eyes fanned the flames within her. She pulled away from him. “Uhmm, maybe we should go somewhere more private.” She ground her hips against him.
    He slid his hands down to her butt. “I know just the place.”
    She smiled and tried to scoot back to let him get up, but he cupped her to him and stood. A gasp erupted from her lips, and surprise widened her eyes. When they’d been together before, he hadn’t been so rock solid and strong. He certainly had been working out since they’d parted ways. Not that she cared about appearances. But the guy carrying her wasn’t just the adorable geek she’d cared about before.
    He grinned at her and took her off to the bedroom where he nudged the door shut behind him. He crossed the room and laid her gently on the soft white comforter.
    Loud knocking sounded from the living room. “Police. Open up,” a male voice yelled.
    “Should we get the door?” she whispered, pushing into a sitting position.
    “No, I don’t want them to know we’re here.”
    The cop pounded on the front door again, but the sound of talking indicated that they were busy questioning Ian’s neighbor. They would need a search warrant to enter Ian’s apartment anyway.
    Hannah raised her hands toward Ian and breathed in his earthy scent. A scent that washed away the darkness she’d felt earlier. A scent she hadn’t known she’d missed. Maybe her pheromones knew something she didn’t. But whatever the case, she cared about Ian. She didn’t know what might face them in the future. They could end up dead in an alleyway like Rich, but she wanted to experience Ian regardless of their fates.
    Ian grabbed her shirt and helped her into a sitting position before tugging the material over her head. His gaze dipped to her skin, and his mouth followed. He trailed a path of kisses to the swells of her breasts and popped open the clasp on her bra. His mouth dipped a little lower, and he flicked his tongue over her nipples.
    She moaned and ran her fingertips over Ian’s brown hair, savoring the feel of his weight pressing her into his mattress. She enjoyed being so close with him.
    He continued caressing her breasts for a moment, then journeyed farther downward, pressing kisses and nibbles against the flesh of her torso and abdomen. He trailed his tongue in a slow circle around her belly button. His hands massaged her hips and thighs.
    Desire rose up within her. She propped up on her elbows and stared at him, noticing the utter mischievousness in his gaze. Tease! A grin curved her lips. “Whatcha waiting for, big boy?” she said, playing the coy seductress.
    “An invitation, but that’ll do.” He smiled and unfastened the button of her jeans, then yanked down the zipper. He slid her pants down her legs and tossed them to the floor. His gaze dropped to the black cotton bikini-cut panties she wore. Her only remaining piece of clothing.
    And yet he still had all his clothes on. No fair!
    His greedy hands reached for the waistband of her panties, but she grabbed it first. He stopped and leaned back. “What’s wrong?”
    “You haven’t shed one ounce of clothing. Yet you’re trying to make me entirely naked? Why?” She wanted to place a hand over her breasts to shield them from sight, or cover herself with the blanket from the foot of the bed, but no, she wouldn’t do that. It’d lack confidence, and she wanted to display self-esteem in front of him, especially at a moment like this.
    “I want to please you. I want you to know how much I care.” He rubbed his fingertips over his temple as if a headache were coming his way.
    What a way for her to be a downer. She’d given her maybe-boyfriend a headache. During almost-sex, no less.
    “I’m sorry. I’m happy to be with you again, and I don’t want to feel like I’m taking too much and not giving enough.” She placed