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Susanna intended to thank Jay

She intended to right their relationship, to get back to something far more comfortable than this crazy intimacy.

A simple thanks would restore balance, distract her from the awareness making every nerve ending tingle, making her remember what she wasn’t wearing beneath the soaking wet sweatshirt.

Then she met Jay’s gaze, saw his face. The awareness she saw in his expression mirrored hers, and it was torture.

For one wild moment, time stopped.

Not a breath passed between them.

Not a sound.

Only the awareness of the pent-up restraint they’d both held in check and the certainty that restraint was about to end.