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scene in his memory, Erin knew that was exactly what he was doing. Closing a door so that it couldn’t intrude on them. She was grateful. She didn’t want to think about any of it. The horrible murder, Laura, the hours and hours the investigation would require of Nate.
    No, at this moment she wanted one thing only, and that was Nate.

Chapter 4
    When she met Nate’s eyes, Erin started. The anger and fierceness that had gripped him seconds before was gone. In its place was a look she knew well. It was hunger. Hunger for her. Her body leapt in response, a hard tremor streaking to her core. Inadvertently, she squeezed her thighs together in a vain attempt to hold back the moisture developing there.
    Nate chuckled. His eyes gleamed with a mix of laughter and lust.
    “Hmm. I just remembered. I don’t believe you have any panties on under this outrageous shirt, do you baby?”
    Erin gasped as he eased his hand under the sleep shirt and let it rest on her upper thigh. Leaning closer, he rubbed the rough edge of his beard shadow against the sensitive spot just below her ear. When he ran his tongue over the tender skin, a rush of heat flooded her groin.
    He drawled in her ear. “Tell me Erin, if I moved my hand about two inches to the north—like this, and a little to the east—would I find evidence that you and I are thinking the same thing?”
    Erin’s voice was low, shaky. “I don’t know, Nate. I never know what you are thinking.”
    He laughed. “Oh, honey. I’m a simple guy and no one knows it better than you. It’s a safe bet I’m thinking one of three things. I’m either thinking it’s high time I fucked you or I’m congratulating myself for just having fucked you, and if that is the case, I’m wondering when I can fuck you again.”
    Erin twisted arching her back, and pressed her lips against his ear. She murmured, her voice as husky as his. “Some people might call that a one-track mind, Detective.”
    Nate growled a low male sound, then lifted her face to his.
    “Yeah, Erin, one track to a thousand destinations, every one of them sexier than the one before. It’s like this, woman. I can’t see you, or smell you or touch you without wanting more. And more, and more.”
    He grasped her under her arms and lifted her as if she weighed nothing.
    “I have an idea, Erin. How about you straddle me? Put your knees on either side of my hips. Let’s if we can get some interesting body parts acquainted with one another.”
    His eyes dancing with mischief, he pulled her close to him ensuring that her soft folds were pressed against his stunningly hard arousal.
    “I have another idea, baby. How about we toast each other? With a little of that wine. You know, sorta seal our deal?”
    To her surprise, he picked up the bottle of wine on the table next to the chair and poured them each a glass. He handed her one and raised his glass to her.
    “To us, Erin. And God help anyone who tries to come between us!”
    His eyes were fierce, smoldering with a residual of anger but mixed with a look that sent shivers of excitement to her belly. He put his glass on the table and pulled the ottoman close to the chair. Resting his feet on it he made a “chair back” of his knees for her to lean against. Positioning her against his knees, he grasped her foot and pulled it up to his mouth. She wriggled at the tickling touch.
    His lips twisted in a wicked smile. “How about you settle back against my knees and sip on your wine while I check out some of the more ticklish parts of your body?”
    He sucked one toe after another into his mouth biting each as he moved to the next. At every nip she startled and by the time he finished with the first foot, she was leaning back against his knees reveling in the delicious shivers of pleasure rolling over her. God, who would have thought it? That him sucking on her toes could make her stomach sizzle with excitement.
    Grinning at her, he put her foot down alongside his hip up close to her