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table. I’d followed him out of the restaurant, leaving enough cash on the table to cover the bill, and overheard part of the conversation. While Chase hadn’t said much over the phone, his body language was more than enough to let me know that something was wrong.
    Still, he hadn’t abandoned me like I thought he would. Instead, he’d invited me up to this monstrosity of a cabin, and I intended to make the best of it.
    There was something alluring about the man, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. He was damned sexy, yes, that much was apparent just by looking at him. Even dressed down in jeans and button-down, with his hair in complete disarray, I’d been dumbstruck by his appearance. In fact, I’d shyly announced my thoughts on his appearance almost immediately upon joining him for dinner. And better yet, he’d obviously taken note of my efforts to dress up. I’d seen him glancing me over back at the restaurant, and even on the ride up to the cabin. His eyes would casually wander over my body, and I’d watch out of the corner of my eye as hit bit the inside of his lip as he took me in.
    Just the thought of him looking at me like that had caused a distinct warmth to spread between my thighs and something inside me, something primal and raw, was begging for him to take me.
    I barely know him , I kept reminding myself. And besides, he didn’t deny that monster comment.
    That, in itself, frightened me a bit. My parents had warned me, very urgently, about even seeing Chase again. I could only imagine what they’d say if they knew what my body was craving.
    Still, there I was, standing in the doorway of the largest cabin known to man, and staring in at the dank and dusty interior as Chase fumbled for a light.
    “You weren’t kidding.” I said flatly as the room lit up.
    “About what?”
    “This place really is old and dusty. You’ve got a lot of work to do, pal.”
    Chase chuckled, a deep guttural sound that I hadn’t heard him make before, and he moved further into the cabin. He reached the center of the room and started unbuttoning his shirt, causing my heart to slam into my throat as he did.
    “What are you doing?” I managed, though my throat grew tight at the thought of him stripping. My imagination ran wild with thoughts of his large, muscular frame leaning over me and taking me into his arms.
    “Relax,” he said with a smile. “Like you said, there’s a lot of work to do here. And I don’t intend to do it in this shirt.” He finished unbuttoning the shirt and stripped it off, revealing a white tank top underneath. His arms bulged with hard muscles, and I felt that familiar warmth return between my legs.
    Holy shit, I thought as I stared at him. Now that’s a body.
    “You can have a seat over there if you’d like,” Chase said, gesturing toward a sofa in the corner of the room.
    I stared at him quizzically. “Come again?”
    “Well,” he started, “I’m obviously not going to make you clean with me. I just like the company.”
    That - the fact that he liked my company - forced a smile onto my lips. I blushed for what must have been the millionth time tonight and began stripping off my shoes. The hardwood floors felt cool against my bare feet, a nice relief from the agony of the heels I’d been wearing.
    “Not a chance,” I told him. “You dragged me all the way up here. The least you can do is show me around.”
    “Absolutely,” he said, then threw his hands in the air as though he were presenting a grand prize. “This, my dear, is the den. If you’ll follow me, I’ll give you the grand tour.”
    I followed Chase through the cabin as he showed me into the kitchen - a huge and dazzling room filled with rustic features in addition to more modernized appliances and brightly colored granite counter tops that heavily contrasted with the cabin’s dark hardwood interior. From there, he showed me to the rear of the cabin, where we found a large library and study filled with literally