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“First door on the right…” Before Theresa could finish her sentence, he’d swept her up in his arms and carried her down the hall.

She braced herself for a rough landing on the bed, but he managed to lay her down gently. His torso pressed into her, a solid weight that thrilled her. For an average-size guy, he was strong. Everywhere she touched, she met hard muscle. The feel of him turned her on so much that her body wasn’t paying attention to her mind anymore. She’d been reduced to this all-consuming need.

And the only thing that could take that need away was him.

He moved away suddenly, and without his warmth she felt cold. “What are you doing?” she asked.

Kyle paused, his hand on the snap to his jeans. “I thought you might be tired of being the only one naked.”