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“I don’t think we should give the neighbors a show,” she said. She held out her hand and led him into the house and straight to her bedroom.

Warmth rose off his skin. He smelled like cool water and man. She bit her bottom lip, realizing she was lost. She let her gaze explore him, from his wide shoulders down to his narrow waist. She wanted him so badly.

Desire rose inside her and should have scared her, but didn’t. He made her feel safe, protected, but mostly wanted. Very wanted. That sensation hadn’t happened to her in a long time. Her stomach somersaulted as he moved closer. She closed her eyes for a second and imagined his hands on her body, his lips on hers. Nick was her every fantasy come to life.

He shrugged. “Roxanne. Tell me you want me.”

She tilted her head. “I do.”

He brushed a strand of hair off her cheek and answered her with a seductive smile. The tip of his finger left a trail of fire on her skin. “Good.”