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already,” he replied, his hand moving underneath her sweatshirt, then under her shirt to finally find her soft skin. 
    “This isn’t right,” she sighed and shivered when she felt his hand against her skin, the rough calluses creating a delightful texture that she hadn’t expected possible .
    “It’s very right.”  He pulled her hand down and pressed her palm against his heart.  “This is what you do to me,” he said and pushed her backwards , looking down at her the whole time.  “I want you, Rachel.  I think you’r e one of the most beautiful and intriguing wome n I’ve ever met in my life.”
    If he hadn’t stopped touching her, she might have been lost.  But his words didn’t sound right.  They felt practiced and insincere.  Maybe it was her suspicious nature, or perhaps it was just too close to what she wanted to hear.  But the words were like a cold bucket of water over her libido.  “Is that what you used to whisper to all those other women?  The ones you used to bring out to your house and make love to in the stables or near the rose garden?” she asked, her eyes focused and her hand steady even if her heart was still pounding away. 
    He lifted his head and looked down at her, trying to translate her words.  “I’ve never said those things to another woman,” he replied.
    She watched him, won dering if he was sincere or again telling her what she wanted to hear.  “That’s a shame.  You might have made more progress in working your way through the female population if you had used those lines.  They’re very pretty.”
    She pushed away from him, standing up straight and stepping back.  She was relieved that he allowed her the space because she was on the borderline between just letting him continue, wanting to know what all those other women knew.  She wanted to feel what they experienced just once in her lifetime.  With this man.  
    She knew she was close to giving in, to throwing caution to the wind and begging him to make love to her despite the fears that were always lurking in the back of her mind .  Thankfully, sanity prevailed and she took a deep breath to steady herself.  “I have to go,” she said, hurrying over to Dolce so she wouldn’t change her mind. 
    “Rachel!”  He stopped her with a word and she froze.  “ What happened?” he asked, calm on the outside, but inside he was furious and confused, and in more pain from need than he’d ever experienced. 
    She shuddered and started to turn around, but stopped and continued walking away from him. “This just isn’t right, Rais .  You’re experienced enough to get me to want you but it isn’t enough.”
    “What the hell are you talking about, Rachel?” he demanded, striding around her so that he was in between her and her horse.  “You were right there with me so don’t even deny that.”
    “You’re a very experienced lover, Rais .  Any woman would…. f eel things when you do that with her.”
    He smiled and crossed his arms over his chest arrogantly.  “Are you really going to stand there and tell me that the only reason you felt what you did was because I’m more experienced than your previous lovers?”
    She wasn’t exactly sure how to answer that so she went with the truth.  “I can honestly say that you’re significantly more experienced than all of my past lovers combined.”
    That was such a stunning comment, he was actually speechless .  He watched, dumbstruck, as she walked over to her horse and lifted herself up.  With a last glance, she turned Dolce towards the stables and rode off, leaving him standing by the creek watching her, wanting her painfully.  But more importantly, wanting to understand what she’d meant. 
    He’d bet large sums of money that, when he returned, she would have found an excuse to head back into the city.  With a self-satisfied grin, he reached for his own stallion and saddled up himself.  Giving her plenty of time to find her father and make