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his life before
he met her.
    His mother had
died early. And his father wasn’t a man who’d ever known how to love.
    “Ander? Did you
hear me?”
    “What?” He
blinked, trying to drag himself away from the memories and wanting to claw that
awful shuddering from his chest.
     “You totally
zoned out. Did you hear anything I said?”
    “Sorry. I’m just
tired.”
    “You look awful.”
She studied his face closely. “Do you feel all right? You look like you might
be sick or something.”
    “Yeah. I’m
fine. Just tired.” It was true. He was tired of so many things. Tired of never
being able to move on from the past, when he had everything he’d ever wanted
waiting for him now.
    Lori sat
silently, just looking at him. And he was suddenly scared she would see
something in his expression that he didn’t want her to see.
    “You’re not
going to start to fuss over me and try to feed me chicken soup, are you?” He
smiled, so she’d know he was teasing.
    She laughed
with what looked like relief. “Maybe. If you still look so tired when you come
home tonight, I’ll have to coddle you a little.”
    “I can think of
certain ways I wouldn’t mind being coddled.” He twitched his eyebrows and was
rewarded when she giggled again, her cheeks flushing a delicious shade of pink.
    It gave him an
idea. He could show her how much he loved her—since he’d been a flop at
conversation today—and he could also distract himself from everything lurking
in the shadows.
    He glanced at
his watch. “What time does your next session start?”
    “Two. I still
have an hour. Did you want to do something?”
    “No. I need to
get back to campus, but I think I left a book in your car. I’ll walk with you
to get it.”
    “I wasn’t going
to my car. I’m in the parking garage next to the hotel, and I just walked over
here. Anyway, I don’t think you left a book there. I haven’t seen one.”
    “It probably
slid under a seat. Do you mind walking with me to check?”
    “Sure.” She
looked completely innocent as she finished off her water and then reached for
her bag.
    They walked
together to the parking garage and then up the stairs and across the level to
her car, a small blue SUV. When she clicked the doors unlocked, Ander opened
the driver’s door. “Check the back, will you?” he asked casually. “I’ll check
the front.”
    Lori obediently
opened the back door and bent over to look under the seat for the fictitious
book.
    Ander shut the
front door. Then he grabbed her by the waist and heaved her into the backseat.
    She cried out
in surprise and then with a different emotion as he climbed into the backseat
behind her and then hauled her onto his lap. “What are you doing?” she demanded
breathlessly.
     “You know me.
Never one to miss an opportunity.” His hands settled on her ass, holding it
possessively.
    “But your
book?”
    “There was no
book. It was a shameless ruse to get you where I wanted you.”
    She flushed
deeply red, but her eyes glowed with affection and excitement. “In the back of
the car?”
    “Only
convenient place, unless you want to try a public restroom.”
    She giggled. “You
don’t want to wait until tonight?”
    “We can tonight
too. I’ve been gone a long time. We have a lot of time to make up for.”
    “Oh. I guess
that makes sense.” She leaned forwarded to kiss him. “But someone might see.”
    “Who’s going to
see? The back windows are tinted, and the car is facing a concrete wall.”
    “I guess.” She
glanced around, as if to affirm they were protected. “It seems as if your logic
is faultless.”
    He bit off a
groan when she moved one hand to his head and caressed him, her other hand
squeezing down to his groin. “My logic is a thing of wonder.”
    “Your logic
isn’t the only thing of wonder you can lay claim to.”
    He was
momentarily distracted by a rush of emotion—need, affection, understanding,
tenderness, something like awe. He couldn’t believe this woman