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sunshine and meadows from her sister’s fragrance tickled her nose. “I won’t,” Jessie promised. “And thanks again for the massage lotion. It’s helping.”
    “I’m glad.” Hannah flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder. “Get out of here. Your prince is waiting for you by the Christmas tree downstairs. And I’ve got a hot date.”
    Jessie hugged Hannah. “Have a blast.”
    For the first time, the word didn’t carry the tag of hurt behind it. Then Jessie’s mom wrapped her arms around her. “Love you, Momma,” she whispered, inhaling the comforting scent of chocolate chip cookies.
    “Love you right back.” Her mom held her at length, gave her one final approving glance. “I believe I’ll give that man of yours extra marshmallows next time I see him.”
    “You’re on.”
    Jessie whipped around. Blake leaned against the doorjamb all sexilicious in a black tux that hugged his broad shoulders to perfection. An instant chorus of hormonal hallelujahs rang through her. Unable to find her tongue, dizzy, Jessie remained speechless.
    While she had plenty of exposure to his testosterone during their workouts, Blake Johnston in a tuxedo was devastatingly gorgeous. He radiated sex appeal in all caps followed by super seductive with multiple exclamation points.
    Blake’s video footage and publicity photos didn’t capture the sheer animal magnetism, the overpowering charisma, or the intensity of his penetrating emerald green eyes. Eyes that seemed to drink her in as if she were a tall glass of sweet tea on a sultry, southern summer night.
    The atmosphere charged between them. As quick as lightning, her sister and mother bolted out of the room, leaving her, and her sensually fired up nerves, alone with Blake.
    He moved toward her with an easy, confident stride until they were mere inches apart. “If I’d known buying a beautiful woman a pretty dress and some sexy shoes would guarantee me top billing in your mom’s marshmallow handouts, I’d have decked you out sooner.” His teeth flashed white and his cheek dimpled, the humor reaching his eyes, crinkling the corners. “You look good enough to eat.”
    Jessie’s tongue seemed to have tied into a pretzel. Dear Lord, the man was scrumptious and he wanted her. Man oh man, did she ever want to be the main entree. “Thanks,” she said when she unraveled the knot. “But aren’t you supposed to be with your sister?”
    “I wanted to take you to the ceremony, then I’ll get Maisey and make sure that Andrew doesn’t back out of the wedding.”
    “As if he would.” She’d gotten to know Maisey’s fiancé during the past few days. Blake’s sister had definitely found the right man. “He adores your sister.”
    “I’m happy they found each other.” Blake stroked her shoulder, caressed the length of her arm, and slipped his hand into hers. “They’re a perfect match.”
    Unlike she and Blake. Though the dress and shoes and makeup had given her a boost, she’d never be considered a knockout. Yet Blake looked like he wanted to feast on her. Tiny zips of pleasure tingled through her skin and into all her female zones, which more than made up for the fact that she’d only have him temporarily. Still, being with him was like taking the first taste of cotton candy with her tongue. One lick would never be enough, but she had time to savor every sexy second.
    Blake continued to drink in her figure-hugging couture dress, giving her a secret thrill. For some inexplicable reason, Blake Johnston didn’t see a wounded warrior, he saw a sensual, sexy woman. And though she’d never been the type to hop into the sack with just anyone, having Blake Johnston want her that way was intoxicating.
    Oh, she didn’t need happily-ever-after. She just needed him.
    …
    Blake had known Jessie had a stunning figure, but up until tonight he’d only seen her in her customary gym rat outfit. Her spandex and form-fitting tops accentuated her muscular, yet feminine body, but