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curve of her calf as he slowly pulled her leg through the jagged gap. “You’re free—feel like you can walk or do you want me to carry you?”
    He heard her sharp intake of breath. She’d enjoyed that touch, the sweep of his hand massaging her.
    She gave him a piercing look and rotated her ankle. “I can walk.”
    Kennedy reached inside the hole and grabbed her boot by the laces. She plunked it onto the roof, slipped it on, and tied the strings with a violent pull and twist.
    “Now go,” she said. “I’ll be down in twenty.”
    “What? No thank you ? No hug for old times’ sake for my daring rescue?”
    “Thank you,” she said, her voice prim.
    He stood and pulled her to her feet. “You’re welcome.” Her soft hand felt right in his, the familiar satin between the rough edges of her calluses a welcoming home.
    Her breath came faster, her chest rising and falling as if she had the same thought.
    “Zach.” Her voice was tainted with a sharp, painful edge. “Please let me go.”
    She asked, but she hadn’t tried to break their contact. Her pupils enlarged, transformed into a glittering black. Color high in her cheeks burnished her freckles into a deep shade of bronze. He felt her heat, inhaled her feminine scent of flowers and desire—another welcoming awaited should he close the distance between them.
    His groin tightened. He wanted to taste the fullness of her mouth and sink his fingers into her copper waves. Instead he lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed the soft underside, kissed each callus, traced the lines of her palm with a whisper of his lips.
    A promise made in the light of the day under a canopy of golden trees and bright blue skies.
    A promise to have her in the dark of the night beneath the steel of his body and the weight of his passion.
    A promise she would not refuse to answer when the time was right. And definitely not one he’d push for while standing on top of a rickety roof with zero safety net to catch him should he fall.
    …
    The feel of Zach’s warm palm against hers lanced deep. Her pulse beat in her neck, her wrists, her temples. Heat crept into her face, prickled her nape, licked along her thighs.
    Her legs trembled and she flushed hotter when she recognized the desire in Zach’s charged and commanding brown eyes. She forced herself to breathe, to cool the fire he’d stoked. When her wildly beating heart slowed, she pulled her hand free.
    Zach swayed slightly, worrying her. What if he lost his balance? He should have sent Caleb to check on her. Now she wanted to get Zach off the roof before he fell. “You should go so I can finish my inspection,” she said. “After I come down, I’ll compare paint chips and fabric swatches.”
    “You’re done climbing roofs.” He widened his stance. “Send a crew member up to finish.”
    “I’m perfectly capable…”
    “Not taking any chances with my contractor getting hurt.”
    His voice sounded rough, uneven. She heard his unspoken fear of heights and the tinge of concern for her underscoring his order. He still cared. But she couldn’t let the knowledge impact her decision to stay out of his arms and away from his bed.
    Rather than argue or risk him going through a vertigo attack, she nodded. “If you insist.” She could yield to this request, but she could not yield to his seductive, sexy ways. Not if she wanted to spare herself from the heartache it would bring afterward.
    Zach descended the scaffolding first, then she followed, careful to maintain her distance. When she jumped off the last rung and hit the dirt, Zach had already disappeared, but Caleb stood beside the building, first aid kit in hand.
    “You need any Band-Aids?” he asked.
    Kennedy shook her head. “There’s nothing in that kit I need.” No amount of Band-Aids and gauze could stem the passion that Zach had reignited. “Just go up there and check for more damage. I’ll call the roofers after you give me your report.”
    Caleb placed the kit on the