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Colt shifted her over onto his lap, much the way he had, years ago, when they were dating.

He sifted his fingers through her hair. “I could still help you, you know.”

Shelley moved so she could look into his eyes. She stared at him a long, careful moment. “I appreciate the thought,” she said finally, biting her lip again.

“But…?” Colt tried his best to figure out what kind of assistance she needed.

Shelley let out a shaky breath and wreathed her arms around his shoulders. “This is the only kind of help I need….”

Shelley hadn’t expected the night to end with her kissing Colt. But it was what she wanted. He was what she wanted.

She traced the contours of his face with her fingertips, reveling in the abrasion of his evening beard. “Don’t turn me down tonight,” she whispered, inhaling the sandalwood and leather scent of his cologne.

His mouth was on her neck, tracing her racing pulse. “Not planning to.”