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him for a great evening, murmured a few pleasantries and then disappeared into her room. The click of the door sounded final and ominous and he was left wondering why she'd shut down like that.
    She knew that he was selling the house.
    Standing in the dim hallway, he debated with himself. Did he knock on her door? Go to bed? He hated indecision; he hated feeling conflicted about his decisions.
    But this house wasn’t for him. He knew that, he’d known that since Gram said she was leaving it to him. Luckily, she’d never expected him to keep it and make a home here. But where?
    The best compass in the world is in the middle of your chest, child.
    Grandma Mabel’s words haunted him but he knew she was right. She’d been right about so many things. But what did he do when what he wanted contradicted with what he needed?

    T he next morning , Dylan woke refreshed and full of energy. He was still working out his game plan, but it started with coffee. Lots and lots of coffee. He put a pot on and ate a bowl of cereal. Early morning light streamed through the front windows, emphasizing just how dirty they were. One more thing to add to his to do list, one more thing he'd do later.
    Mug in hand, he headed back to his room. Perseus' team was planting grass and aerating the front yard today. Dylan was going to take care of adding a few shrubs to the back yard and then he was calling the yard done.
    After finishing his coffee, he grabbed a change of clothes and headed for the bathroom. He collided with Reya who squeaked in surprise. Dropping the clothes from his hands, he clasped her upper arms to steady her. She clutched a towel around her chest. Her hair was wet, loose around her shoulders and her gorgeous brown eyes were wide.
    “Sorry,” she murmured.
    “No one's fault. Good morning.”
    “Morning.”
    “There's coffee.”
    She nodded and he could see that she was still not quite herself. He had no idea how to fix it, but he was going to do as Gram said and listen to his heart.
    Pulling her closer, he watched her for any signs of distress.
    “You'll have to forgive me for whatever I said to put those clouds in your eyes.”
    “I do, do I?”
    Ahh, there was a little bit of her spark.
    He nodded.
    “Why?”
    “Because I said so.” He cupped her cheek and slanted his lips against hers. She moaned and ran her hands up his chest.
    Inside, he roared with victory. She'd given in so easily, as if she wanted his kiss as much as he wanted to kiss her. He only hoped that was the case because she was quickly becoming an addiction.
    He slid his other hand lower and encountered a damp towel. Her hips pressed against his and the beginning of an erection blossomed against his boxers. As if sensing his condition, she undulated against him, her body doing a sexy little shimmy as she made eager sounds in her throat.
    The tip of her tongue touched his lips and he was blown away by her eagerness. Tightening his grip on the back of her head, he parted his lips and sucked her tongue inside. Her whole body froze for a split second. Then she moaned.
    She came to life again, all of her moving against him as if she could merge with him. It took his breath away.
    A loud noise outside made him jerk back and spin her toward the inside wall. While his muscles were acting on memory, his brain knew that there was likely no danger, but that didn’t stop his heart from accelerating or adrenaline trickling into his system.
    “Sorry,” he murmured.
    “It’s okay.” She ran a soothing hand down his cheek.
    He tamped down on the frustration that always assailed him following a loud noise and his instinctive reaction. Then he reminded himself that it was going to take years, not weeks, to stop reacting the way he’d been trained to.
    “Flashback?”
    He shook his head. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. But dammit, it felt so right, she felt so right. And hadn’t he waited long enough, sacrificed enough?
    The knock on the front door further