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Cash stood in front of her and countered everything she knew about men

Shannon stopped, arrested by the sight of his massive bed. A faint glow of moonlight spilled through a window. Too many images of her and Cash mobbed her mind, images of them naked, covered only by moonlight and each other.

She wanted him. Now.

She felt his gaze on her. He leaned against the doorjamb, watching her, his arms crossed over his chest, his biceps stretching his white dress shirt.

“Need help with anything?” he asked, as though he knew what she’d been thinking as she stared at his bed.

“I want to go to bed with you.”

“No.”

No? He turned her down? “Why not?”

“We want two different things in life.”

“Like what?”

“I want a relationship. I want kids and a family now.”

He was turning things upside down, making a hash of her assumptions of what men were, and she didn’t know what to make of it.