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    “Sorry, it’s not much. I don’t get a lot of visitors.”
    Noah was standing in the doorway behind her. Elise felt his eyes flick over her bare-legged figure, and her cheeks warmed.
    Elise ran her fingers over one of the bedposts, along the grain of the wood. “This is really beautiful. Where did you get it?”
    “I made it.” A note of pride entered his voice.
    “You’re a mechanic and a carpenter? Is there anything you can’t do?” she asked with an incredulous laugh.
    She didn’t know any guys who could do something like that. Who could build something for themselves, with their own hands.
    No. Man . She didn’t know any men like him. And he was, very much, a man. That fact impressed itself on her mind as she looked at him again. A primal maleness radiated from him. It wasn’t just his height or muscles, but something less obvious. His confidence and command. His protectiveness when she was in trouble. The line of his strong jaw was darkened by barely-there stubble. She wanted to run her fingertips over it, feel how rough it was, see if it would scratch her skin.
    He smiled a charmingly crooked smile. “I guess you could say I was getting ready,” he said enigmatically.
    Elise tilted her head. “Ready for what?”
    “Ready for someone to share it with.” His dark gaze caught her breath and made her flush from head to toe with knowing.
    She hadn’t forgotten the kiss. Almost unconsciously her fingers rose to touch her lips in remembrance. He was close, closer to her than she’d realized.
    Close enough that she could feel the heat of his body radiating from him.
    “When do you think she’ll be around?” she said flippantly, trying to ignore the jackrabbit pace of her beating heart.
    He cradled her face with both hands; she felt small between them, something to be protected and cherished.
    “I’m starting to think she’s already here,” he whispered, brushing a thumb over her cheek.
    On impulse, she went up on her tiptoes to press her lips to his. His arms caught her, and he bent eagerly to meet her.
    His mouth on hers washed away the memory of every other kiss she’d ever had. Nothing even came close. His hands tipped her head back gently as he explored her mouth, running his tongue across her lower lip and deepening the kiss.
    She’d never felt anything so overwhelming before. She reached up and ran her hands over his hair, savoring the way the short bristles felt against her hands, clearly a leftover from his military background.
    They were pressed together as close as any two people could be, but Elise wanted more. They both had clothes on, she decided hazily, and those definitely had to go.
    She slipped her hands underneath the hem of his shirt, feeling his light gasp against her mouth as she pressed her palms to his abs. She could feel each little twitch of his muscles.
    One arm unwound from her, and he reached behind himself to pull off his shirt. In another quick movement, she divested herself of her own top. Then they were pressed together skin-to-skin, with nothing between them but her bra.
    His hands ran over her skin eagerly. For a moment Elise was afraid of what he might think of her body, but there was nothing but pure desire in his gaze as he looked at her. The last remaining fluttering nerves in her belly eased, to be replaced by a powerful wave of want.
    His large, powerful hands cupped her breasts over her thin cotton bra, kneading and massaging with a gentle but firm touch that sent a shockwave of pure lust shooting between her legs.
    He rolled her nipples between his long, dexterous fingers, caressing and squeezing. The callouses on his fingers gave his touch just the right rough edge, and Elise’s knees turned to jelly. She moaned and held on to him for dear life.
    His lips descended on her exposed throat, nipping and nibbling. His stubble scratched against her delicate skin, making her shiver.
    Finally Elise pulled away with regret. “I don’t know how much