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Shit!
    He moved closer and grabbed the loose piece of
hair that had fallen across her face between his fingers and pushed it behind her
ear. His dark brown eyes held hers. She could feel his breath on her face,
smell his tantalizing scent.
    “You have the most mesmerizing eyes,” he breathed.
    “Than- ks ,” she
stuttered.
    His eyes moved to her lips. She felt her body take
over, her lips parting slightly.
    Nate let out a low moan from the back of his
throat, possibly the sexiest sound Claire had ever heard. She could feel her
body responding to him as she clenched her legs more tightly together, trying
to keep herself composed. Too late for that.
    Nate abruptly pulled himself from his trance and
chuckled. “Anyway, let’s get back to it, shall we? Can’t stand around and talk
all day.” He winked, turned and started walking on his crutches towards the
entrance to the physio room.
    What the hell had just happened ? Claire
clutched her papers tightly. Son of a bitch. She couldn’t believe what he had just made her feel. She had a boyfriend. Nate knew that.  That was the way it was going to be then? Well, she could play
dirty, too. Claire smiled and followed Nate into the room. This day had just
turned interesting.
     
     “So what are you up to this
weekend?” Nate asked while Claire helped him onto the bed. He was thankful they
had nearly finished for the day. His muscles were killing him.
    “I’m actually going skydiving on Saturday!” Claire
said excitedly.
    Nate’s eyebrows shot up. “Seriously? You? Skydiving?”
    “Yeah, why not? It’ll be
fun!”
    He laughed. “I can’t imagine you doing anything
fun.”
    “Well clearly you don’t know me well enough, then.
I happen to be a lot of fun.”
    “I’m starting to agree with you on that one,” Nate
said. Oh how he wanted to get to know her more.
    “You just seem to bring out the serious side in
me. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever been so serious before.”
    Nate was starting to believe that. He’d seen her
brief interactions with the other therapists and patients and she’d always come
across happy and bright.
    “Ouch!” Nate yelled, shooting up from the table to
look down to where Claire was holding his calf muscle. “That hurts!” he
growled.
    “Your muscles seem sorer today. I’m not pushing
you too hard, am I?”
    Nate laughed. “No, it’s not you. It’s my
extra-curricular activities that have made me sore.”
    Miss Blonde from Wednesday night had turned into
Miss Thursday as well.
    She looked at him, confused.
    “If you get what I mean?” He winked.
    She stared at him, going over what he’d said in
her mind, and then it hit her. She went bright red and dropped her eyes.
    “Well, I think we’re done for the day,” Claire
said as she got up from her stool. She screwed her face up and held her thigh “ Ow ,” she cried.
    Nate touched her shoulder concerned. “Are you
okay?”
    She stretched out her side, still holding her leg.
“Yeah, I guess I’m just a little sore as well.”
    He chuckled. “Not for the same reason as me, I’m
guessing.”
    She turned to him. “I dunno,” she said softly.
“I’m thinking it’s exactly the same reason.” She traced the top of her
lip with her tongue.
    Nate shook his head. “Sure…”
    Claire moved her hand up to her neck, tracing it with
her fingers. “It went for hours,” she breathed deeply. “It was so hot. Sweat
was dripping off my body, I could feel it everywhere .”
    She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath and
moving her fingers down her neck, skimming the skin beneath her shirt. He
caught a glimpse of her pink lacy bra as she pushed the shirt further down with
her fingers.
    He was her captive, hanging off her every word. Her every touch.
    “It was dirty. Rough. Hard. Firm,” she exhaled, hanging on to each word.
    His dick was hard, that was for sure. He reached
out, grabbing her arm and pulled her close, her body between his legs.
    She was startled by his