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Joe remembered he’d switched rooms….

Bleary-eyed, he shook his head to clear it, and recalled the right number. Forty-seven-eighty-two.

That was it. The key card clicked and the door opened with ease.

Wow, he was more tired than he realized.

The king-size bed awaited. He shucked his jeans and tossed his shirt to the floor, crawled onto the soft mattress and was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Still, even in his dreams he couldn’t get Carly out of his mind. The piercing blue eyes, the sexy curves.

Her spicy scent filled his senses. He felt her soft breasts pushing against his back. In his dream he turned over and wrapped his arms around her hot body. It seemed so real that he could’ve sworn he could feel the silky material of her top. He nuzzled into a sweet neck, pressed a kiss to her delicate skin and heard her moan.

He stilled. Forced his heavy lids to open. And looked right into the wide-open eyes of Carly…