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of whatever and eating cookies. Baxter
didn't want her to regret what they were about to do. It would
fucking kill him if he saw even the slightest trace of regret in her
eyes.
    Lindy looked up at him and
said, “Yes, I'm sure. I want this, Baxter.”
    When he pulled her closer, he
heard her mumble under her breath, “Ten years. Wow.”
    “Ten years?”
Baxter frowned at her. What was she talking about?
    But Lindy merely shook her
head and said, “Tell me I'm not dreaming.”
    “You're not dreaming.”
    She let out a soft laugh.
“I got lucky.”
    “No, Lindy. I got lucky,” he said, capturing her face in both his hands.
    Lindy's lips curved against
his as they stumbled past the threshold.
    Kicking the door shut behind
him, Baxter took her sweet, plump mouth in a deep, lingering kiss.
He held her and kissed her long and slow. He didn't want to rush
anything with her. He wanted her, and from that very first kiss, he
knew he would want her always.
    He didn't want the kiss to
end, and from the way she clung to him, neither did she.

CHAPTER
FIVE

    Lindy finally broke the kiss
and stumbled back, giddy and breathless. Baxter took a step towards
her, then stopped. His big fists were tightly clenched at his sides
and his stormy gray eyes glowed with hunger and want. But he held
himself still as a statue, not moving a single muscle. His veins
pulsed on his temple and neck as he waged a ferocious, brutal battle
against his lust.
    Lindy stood just inches from
him, looking up into his fierce, handsome face. She almost couldn't
believe that Baxter Sadowski was in her house, in her living room,
and if she had her way tonight, in her bed.
    Ten years. She had developed
an instant crush on Baxter when she first saw him ten years ago. And
she never thought that a red-blooded, virile male like Baxter would
ever give a shy, nerdy girl like her a second look.
    The Black Bears Group was a
reputable, high-profile security firm and the Black Bears were
frequently contracted to assist in dangerous sting operations and
rescue missions. She had kept up with their cases, and her
department had worked with the Black Bears Group to solve a couple of
violent, heinous crimes.
    She had worked with the Black
Bears alpha and beta, and some of their team leaders, but she just
never got the chance to work with Baxter. Somehow he was always away
from the office on some mission or other when she visited the Black
Bears office. She had only seen him once, but she heard of him
often. She read about him in the news, and his gruff, no holds
barred answers to interview questions were always refreshing and
amusing.
    Ten years. It was funny how
she never really forgot this tough, brash, handsome Black Bear that
she had seen only once. She had never even spoken a word to him in
these ten years. Yet, she had remembered him, thought of him and
wondered about him.
    She had built up a solid
career, bought her own little house, dated on and off, ditched her
dowdy glasses and ponytail for contacts and a chic hairdo. She had
done a lot in ten years. Still, she was a nerd at heart. Studious,
introverted, and single-minded when it came to her work. She had
never been one of the pretty, popular girls in school, and she knew
she would never been considered a bombshell. She was blond but she
wasn't leggy and svelte. She had learned to embrace her height and
her curves, but it was a fact that she spent most weekends alone.
She had a small circle of friends, but most of them were married and
had their own families and priorities. There was no long line of men
beating a path to her door to ask her out. Her well-meaning married
friends were usually the ones who took the trouble to set her up on
blind dates with their single friends and colleagues. But none of
the dates went anywhere. None of the men intrigued her, interested
her and made her mind and body come alive.
    Baxter had a tough, badass,
bad boy image. But underneath that loud, rough exterior, she saw
that he was a