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“It’s going to be all right,” Lucas murmured against her ear.

Nicolette raised her head to gaze up at him, and all he knew was that she looked as if she needed to be kissed … badly.

Following instincts alone, he lowered his lips to hers, stunned when she tightened her grip around his neck and pressed closer against him.

She opened her mouth to allow him to deepen what he’d intended simply to be a kiss of compassion, of support. The kiss became so much more complicated than that. It stole his breath away. You’ve got to stop, a little voice whispered inside his head. Finally he broke the kiss.

It was as if she heard the little voice. She suddenly stepped back from him, her green eyes glowing and her breathing labored.

Before he could mutter an apology or say anything, she grabbed his hand, hers feeling hot and fevered. “Come to my room, Lucas. Come and make love to me.”

It never entered his mind to deny her. After all, a real cowboy never turned down a lady’s request.