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Meg’s startled gaze flew to where Nick sat on the bed, grinning wickedly at her. She drew in a much-needed breath, trying to calm her racing nerves. Instead, her blood raced as graphic images—enticing possibilities—began tumbling through her mind. And she might as well start by giving Nick what he asked for. Lowering her head, she blew lightly on his arm.

“Damn. It feels all hot and tingly. What did you call this stuff?”

“Shiver Cream. You like it?” Meg teased, turning to place the container back on the bedside table.

“Yeah,” he said softly. “Did you give it a good review?”

Meg blew lightly on his wrist a second time. “What do you think?”

Nick’s eyes widened and he shuddered. “I think it’s incredible,” he said with a groan. His sinful and slightly mischievous gaze captured hers. “Want me to do you?”

A vision of those gorgeous lips hovering over her flesh gripped her, made her breasts go heavy, her nipples bud. She ached for him. “Yes,” Meg finally squeaked. “Definitely, yes.”