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Whatever you’re comfortable with.
    MadHatter3000: I’m a natural redhead.
    And gorgeous. Maddie’s copper locks flowed down her back in thick waves. She had the complexion to match, smooth, creamy skin and freckles that dotted her nose and cheeks.
    BookNerd: I’d rather discover the truth of that for myself, thank you. ;)
    MadHatter3000: lol I’m not sending a pic.
    BookNerd: Did I ask for one?
    MadHatter3000: Next question, please.
    BookNerd: What. Are. You. Wearing?
    Grayson sat back, glancing over the fast-paced conversation, and grinned. Christ, he’d missed her. Playful banter like this was what had originally brought them together three years ago. They’d gotten to know each other as colleagues and slowly over the year and a half he’d worked undercover at Bradbury, an easy friendship had formed. A work-related e-mail had somehow blossomed. She’d toss a subtle flirt at him. He’d respond and send her one back. It had launched a million small conversations between them, each one bolder than the last.
    Another lengthy silence followed. This one so long he feared he really had pushed her beyond her comfort zone. Insides twisted in nervous, highly aroused knots, he set his laptop aside and surged to his feet, pacing to the windows again. The night around him was as quiet and serene as the rocking of the dock the house sat on. This view was what had made him purchase this house. Only now it did nothing for his scattered nerves. Christ. By time the she was done with him, he’d need a cold shower.
    He counted fifteen ticks of the clock before his laptop pinged behind him. He turned his head, reading her reply from across the room.
    MadHatter3000: Just my pj’s.
    He stared for a moment, stunned. I’ll be damned. She’d actually told him. He moved to his computer and punched in a reply. The last time he’d been this aroused, an innocent chat with her had turned into something hot and delicious. That was the first time he discovered the sounds she made when she came.
    BookNerd: Describe them.
    MadHatter3000: t-shirt and panties.
    BookNerd: I find that incredibly sexy.
    Christ, she had no idea. Maddie had curves, a petite, perfect figure. The thought of her sitting over there in little more than one of those form hugging T-shirts she was fond of and a pair of panties had his cock swelling further, pressing painfully against his zipper. He reached down to readjust it into a more comfortable position.
    BookNerd: Here’s where all those probing questions are going to cost you.
    MadHatter3000: LOL. Still not sending you a pic.
    BookNerd: Take them off.
    She didn’t answer immediately. He tapped his finger on his laptop as he waited.
    MadHatter3000: Panties?
    BookNerd: All of it. Then tell me how you feel.

Chapter Three
    H ad she completely lost her mind?
    Maddie dropped her shaking hands onto the sofa beside her and sank back into the cushions, staring at her laptop screen. Every limb seemed to be shaking. His words taunted her with what she wanted so badly she could taste it. Flirting with him was easy. Dave was sexy, in a subtle kind of way. She had to admit, her panties were already damp and her clit throbbed with the promise of the night. The idea that someone else would help her achieve orgasm was a lure she couldn’t resist. Tonight, at least, she didn’t feel so alone. Hannah was right. There was something addicting about that.
    Except her mind had gotten stuck on the doing part. The thought of taking her clothes off had an ultra-vulnerable sensation twisting through her. She’d told him nothing but the truth earlier. This wasn’t like her. In fact, she’d only done this kind of thing with one other man. Grayson.
    Grayson Lockwood was the first man to get past her defenses, and look where that had gotten her? Which was exactly why she was here. This wasn’t like her. Oh, she’d tried once or twice, but every single time she got close, she got cold feet. Since her assault, she’d never been able to