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Raine smiled. “Flannel pajama shorts and a top. Cushy socks. Not exactly Victoria’s Secret, but soft and warm.”

“Very nice… But I want to know what secrets you’re hiding under that flannel.”

Raine felt rather than saw the heated flush on her body. Her breathing was erratic. “Maybe we should just talk….”

She could almost see his naughty grin as he spoke. “Just relax and have fun. I want you to slip out of your clothing. And pretend I’m there with you…watching.”

Talking online had been so much easier. Now he was asking her to do something wildly new and incredibly daring.

“Raine, you make me so hot. I want to touch you.”

She pictured Jack on the other end of the phone, desiring her. Fear and feminine power warred in her mind, and in her heart.

She took a deep breath. “I’m naked now, and I’m under the covers thinking about you. I want to wrap my hands around you. Slide my mouth over you. I want to taste you….”

A strong groan of masculine appreciation came over the line.