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stood upright and smoothed her shirt. “Angry sex. What a rush.”
    A rush that still buzzed his brain. “We always waited till after the fight to fuck. Never thought about doing it during.”
    She smiled and leaned back against the truck, giving him a good look at her body naked from the waist down. “During is gooood.”
    His cheek stung and his chest burned. She’d scratched him there too. “We should do that more often.”
    Her eyes darkened and she pushed away from the truck. “No.” Simone stomped off in search of her pants. “This was a mistake. I’m your boss.”
    “No shit.” Dash jerked his pants up and buckled his belt.
    “Are you with Cassie?” She stopped short of her abandoned clothes and glared at him.
    “Hell no. Not anymore.”
    “You might need to tell her that.” She bent over to retrieve her pants and flashed him her ass along with all the hot pink bits he’d abused.
    His cock stirred. “Damn it!”
    She stepped into her pants. “What are we going to do about us?”
    Holy shit. Years ago, he would’ve given anything to have another chance with her. But now what could he do? “Nothing. We’re done. Have been for a long time.”
    She nodded. “This was closure.” She stomped into her boots.
    “Exactly. We both needed this to say goodbye.” It made perfect sense.
    “Now we can keep it professional and focus on our jobs.”
    “Right. Professional.” But as he shook the businesslike hand she offered him, a hot tingle zipped through his arm to his cock. “Goodbye, Simone.”
    “See you in the morning, Superintendent.”
    “Yes, ma’am.” His eyes burned as she turned and walked to her car. Must be all the soot. He wiped his face with a dirty hand, but only succeeded in turning the ash to mud.
    Gravel crunched and twigs snapped under Simone’s tires as the taillights faded into the undamaged forest.
    Dash shook himself then pulled the Pulaski from the ground. “Damn, this thing went deep.” The axe head ripped the soil as it broke free, and the image tore through his soul. Driven deeper than he’d intended. Too painful to pull out without leaving a gaping hole in his heart.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 4
     
     
    Simone flipped the bathroom light on and jumped as her soot-covered reflection startled her. Black grime streaked her face, her clothes, and probably her ass, judging by the itch crawling up her thighs. Her whole butt still burned from the spanking he’d given her. No one had ever done that to her before, and she came in an unprecedented mix of pain and pleasure. In fact, no man had been able to make her come since Dash left her. She’d gotten so good at faking orgasms that no one ever knew she needed satisfaction, and after a grand performance, she couldn’t find the words to tell anyone. She’d either have to finish herself or help her partner do it. Only Dash had ever made her come without assistance. “I can and I will.”
    “Oh yes, he did.” He knew her body better than anyone because they’d spent so much time making out and groping to orgasm in high school. No one else had been with her long enough to accomplish that. Trapped in a vicious circle she couldn’t escape without feeling something real. After Dash left her, she’d retreated inside the bold costume he’d seen through and wore it like a bulletproof vest. No one could get in. Nothing could hurt her anymore.
    She peeled her sweaty, dirty clothes off and tossed them in the washer. Her prickling skin begged for a shower, and she turned the water on as hot as it would get. She had to shampoo her hair twice to get the stale campfire smell out of it. The soap stung her shoulder where Dash had bitten her. She never should’ve let the man sink his teeth into her—literally or otherwise.
    Her steamy shower cooled, and she turned the water off, then discovered more bruises as she tucked a towel around her breasts. She’d have to wear a scarf to work tomorrow to cover the wicked hickie