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.""I understand.""I know you do.That's why we keep coming back to this place."Their eyes met in a moment of deep connection."I can't stop thinking about you, either, Tyler, but I've never been one to leap without looking.And I'm afraid to look where you're concerned.""I think there was a time when you could leap.Then you got hurt, and you grew wary, and safe seemed better than sorry.""It still does," she admitted."We're a lot alike.""In some ways.""Whatever happens between us tonight is separate from everything else," he said "There's no past, no future, just tonight.I want to make love to you, Kate.You and me, nothing between us, no clothes, no secrets, no questions, no lies, no memories, no ghosts.Just the two of us."She drew in a breath and slowly let it out.She was tempted, but it was madness.They couldn't escape the reality of the morning, could they? And how would she feel then?His hand stroked the side of her face, a gentle, tender caress that made her heart skip a beat.What was coming was inevitable; she'd known that when she'd brought him home.She leaned forward and touched her mouth to his with a deep sense of relief.Closing her eyes, she let him take over and allowed him to deepen the kiss, sweeping her away from all conscious thought.Her brain shut down and her senses took over as she tasted his mouth, ran her hands through his hair, around his neck, down his shoulders.No matter what happened, she wouldn't regret this night.There were plenty of things in her life she could feel sorry about, but this wouldn't be one of them.She broke the kiss and put her finger against his lips when he started to protest."Is that boy scout kit of yours handy?""As close as my pocket.""Good, because I'm going to show you how a girl scout makes a fire without any matches." She ran her tongue along the edge of his ear and heard his swift intake of breath."I think I just got a spark.""I'll show you a spark," he growled, tumbling her over so she was flat on her back.She waited for his kiss, but he didn't move for a long second; he just stared at her stripping her bare with his eyes, looking right into her soul.Could he see everything that she was hiding? It was both terrifying and thrilling."Touch me," she said softly, putting her hand on the back of his neck and pulling him down to her.She closed her eyes as his mouth trailed along the side of her face, her neck, down to her collarbone."Don't stop.""I won't," he promised and then kissed her on the mouth.She ran her hands up under his shirt, loving the play of the taut muscles in his back.He was a strong man, a solid man, but he was complicated; he had hidden motives and secret agendas.In some ways he reminded her of the ocean -- deep, mysterious, dangerous.It was part of his appeal, and she couldn't resist.She wanted him, wanted to see his control snap, wanted to feel the power in his body, wanted to get closer to him than anyone ever had and fill that emptiness in his heart.She helped him off with his shirt, then slipped her sweater over her head as he removed his pants and helped her slide out of her jeans.It was a blessed relief when his naked body covered hers.There was nothing left between them.They were breast to breast, hip to hip, toe to toe, mouth to mouth.Tyler shifted slightly, taking his weight to one side as his hand cupped one full breast, his fingers caressing, pulling, tugging.His mouth followed suit in the most delicious, wicked manner until her nerves were screaming and her breath was coming in rapid gasps of pleasure.His hands and his mouth were relentless, marking every inch of her body with passion and purpose until she was begging him to finish it.He was in her head, in her heart, under her skin, but it wasn't enough.She pulled him on top of her body and welcomed him inside.She was finally home.And, Tyler might not know it yet, but so was he.Chapter TwentyShe'd told him she wouldn't ask him for anything, wouldn't beg him to stay the night or make promises he couldn't keep.But Kate was still disappointed to find Tyler gone when she woke up Thursday morning.A quick glance at the pillow next to her showed nothing but a single strand of dark hair, no note, no rose, no silly sentimental anything.She smiled at her own foolishness.It was just sex, not love, not romance.But she picked up the pillow, took a deep breath, and sighed.She could still smell the musky scent of his body.And, if she closed her eyes, she could see him in her mind, could feel his hands on her body, those wonderful, magic hands.A wave of heat ran through her.She had been a fool to think one night would be enough.At least not for her.Tyler, on the other hand, had taken off at first light.Maybe it had been enough for him.With that disturbing thought, she stretched her arms over her head and forced herself to get out of bed.Her body felt deliciously sore.Muscles she'd forgotten she had were aching, but it was a good ache, a satisfied ache.It was pointless to look for a note from Tyler, but, after putting on her bathrobe and slippers, she managed to check every table between her bedroom and the kitchen.There was nothing.Coffee, she decided, maybe some breakfast, then off to work like it was any other day, like all the days that would come next.She didn't miss him.And she wouldn't miss him.Not today, not tomorrow.Well, maybe for just a few days.Then she'd move on.They had no future together.Tyler didn't belong here.And she couldn't be anywhere else.Kate shivered.The house seemed colder this morning.Was this the way it would feel from now on, as if someone or something was missing, some heat, some magic? She should never have brought Tyler home.It wasn't smart to have a casual affair at home
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