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shooter.”
    He caught her joke and chuckled. “Think you can get back to sleep?”
    “If you rub my back, maybe.”
    She wiggled toward him and he did as she asked, massaging the tense muscles in her shoulders.
    “Mmm.”
    He nuzzled the soft, fragrant skin at her neck. She smelled and tasted delicious. “I was about to say the same thing.”
    Pulling himself up, he lay over her, his stomach aligned with her back, his groin settled between her buttocks. She let out a purr of contentment mingled with satisfaction and he hardened in an instant.
    “I know what would really help me sleep,” she said, wriggling her hips beneath him, before clenching her legs, capturing his erection between them.
    Her desire was obvious. “You want me to exhaust you, huh?”
    “Oh yes.”
    Chase didn’t need a second invitation. He reached for the condom he’d left on the nightstand earlier, just in case, and quickly sheathed himself before poising himself to enter her. “Like this, okay?” he asked, his face buried in the nape of her neck as he slowly entered her moist femininity.
    “Oooh,” she said on a slow moan. “This is perfect.”
    And it was. Chase didn’t understand it, this inherent trust and understanding between them, nor did he question it. He figured it had everything to do with his decision to live life for himself, and her decision to do the same, if only for one night.
    After they’d sated their desire once more, she fell asleep beside him, hair sprawled on the pillow, completely relaxed. He’d done that for her. Just as she’d done something for him. She’d helped him take his first step in setting himself free of responsibility and constraint.
    Tomorrow they’d part ways, but not before he ordered themroom service, shared breakfast, and feasted with her, and on her, one last time.
    But when he awoke, courtesy of the sun streaming through the windows, bathing the room in light, his visitor was gone. Chase rubbed a hand over his eyes, wondering if he’d imagined the entire affair.
    But her scent lingered in the air and he’d woken up aroused, ready to reach for her again. He hadn’t imagined her or the incredible night they’d shared. She’d left him with a damn good memory to take with him as he went after his dreams and started his new life.
    But a part of him was disappointed they didn’t have more time. That same part of him wished they’d met at a different point in his life, under other circumstances. If he were a different person and hadn’t had to raise his brothers, he wondered if they would have stood a chance. He pinched the bridge of his nose, lost in ridiculous thoughts.
    “Snap out of it,” he muttered. As he rose and headed for a hot shower, he couldn’t shake her from his mind.
    Recalling the first time she’d tried to slip out on him, Chase forced himself to laugh now. She’d managed to avoid the awkward morning after, after all.

CHAPTER THREE
    S loane returned home to her apartment around seven A . M . A quick shower and change and she was on her way back to the hotel where her life had been altered so drastically. And not just because she’d discovered Michael Carlisle wasn’t her father, but because she’d finally begun freeing herself from the constraints in her life. She’d allowed herself to act on her own impulse and desire. And in doing so, she’d found Chase.
    A man with whom she’d spent just one night, but one she’d never forget. Sloane wasn’t into one-night stands. She didn’t have sex for sex’s sake. And she hadn’t planned to pick up a man at the bar last night, at least not until she’d looked into Chase’s slumberous blue eyes. With a glance, he’d compelled her to disregard her usual reserve. By ordering the same drink she had, despite the fact that he had a full beer sitting in front of him, he’d intrigued her. By offering to listen, he’d won her over. Whether or not that had been his intent, she didn’t care. He hadn’t struck her as a