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His eyes had darkened like a stormy night as his warring needs fought inside him. He didn’t bolt.

But he made no move toward her, either. Instead, he fisted his hands at his sides. A slight hitch in his breathing was all that she needed to know that she had a chance to win this battle.

She rose to her feet, keeping her eyes locked on his the whole time. Slowly, she padded across the thick carpet to stand in front of him, with only a few inches and the heat from both their bodies between them.

“Colton,” she whispered. “I want you.”

He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “We’re working on a case. We don’t have time—”

“We do have time. Hours to kill.” She slid her hands up the front of his chest, delighting in the feel of his muscles bunching beneath the thin fabric of his T-shirt. “And I’ve got the perfect way to spend at least one of those hours.”

“Silver …” His voice came out a harsh rasp. He cleared his throat and tried again, still not touching her, hands at his sides. “I’m not what you’re looking for.”

“Now, that’s where you’re wrong, Colton.”