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moment he’d first heard her voice in that club, she’d been
perfect. She was funny and sharp, more than capable of keeping him on his toes.
If there’d been nothing between them but conversation, he would have enjoyed
being around her. Lucky for him that wasn’t all there was between them, because
she was also hot as hell. When it came to sex, she was as open and confident as
she was in every other part of her life. She enjoyed giving pleasure as much as
she loved receiving it. He’d never met a woman so completely adventurous. She
was always willing to try new things—and was usually the one suggesting them.
Even after three years she was still finding ways to surprise and thrill him.
    Mac was still
talking. Bobby tried to clear his mind to pay attention. “I’ll tell you, you’ve
got a good thing going there. A gorgeous woman wants to have hot sex with you
and doesn’t expect anything else. Wish I could find somebody like that.” He
waggled his eyebrows. “Who knows? I might have to steal her away from you.”
    “Hands off.
She’s mine,” Bobby said lightly, only half joking. He knew Mac was kidding
around, so there was nothing to explain the rush of possessiveness that grabbed
him, making his neck tense and muscles tighten.
    Mac held up his
hands in surrender. “Hey, I know better than to go after another guy’s woman. At
least without getting the all-clear sign first.”
    “Don’t hold your
breath,” Bobby muttered.
    “Then again,
seeing what she’s doing to you, maybe I’m better off steering clear of her.”
    Bobby met Mac’s
smirk with a blank stare of his own. Mac rolled his gaze lower. Bobby followed
it to his shirt.
    He’d buttoned it
wrong again.
    Mac let out a
bark of laughter. Muttering under his breath, Bobby started over again.
    Three years. He
never would have thought it would last this long. Every other fling he’d been
in had burned itself out long before now, and he would have thought this would
too. But it hadn’t. If anything he wanted her more than he had the night he met
her.
    Even more
surprising, he’d been thinking about her more often lately, and not always in a
sexual sense. It wasn’t surprising to start thinking about the people back home
when you were so far away, but this was more than that and had started before
he’d even left the last time. He almost wished they had the kind of
relationship where she’d welcome a call from him or send him a letter. As their
reunion grew closer and closer, he’d realized how much he missed her. Not just
the sex. Her.
    That was why he
was going to do something tonight he’d once never dreamed he would.
    He wondered what
she looked like now. Last time, she’d been letting her hair grow out until it
hung to her shoulders. He’d loved running his fingers through that dark brown
mane, not to mention the way it felt splayed out over his chest when she
collapsed against him and lay her cheek or her forehead on his abdomen. Or when
she was on top, riding him, and she threw her head forward, letting it fall
over his face. He could close his eyes and breathe in the scent of her, her
body slick with sweat, her hair smelling like some kind of fruity concoction he
always associated with her. He didn’t know its name. All he knew was that it
was Nina.
    “Man, you need
to get out of here,” Mac said. Draining the last bit of milk from the bowl in
his hands, he started to turn away. “You’re out of it today. Go get laid before
you jump out of your skin.”
    Sheepish, Bobby
glanced down at his shirt. Miracle of miracles, he’d managed to do it up right
at last.
    “You don’t have
to tell me twice,” he said. He grabbed his keys, more than ready to get the
hell out of here and make his way to Nina’s door.
    He just had one
stop to make first.
     
    NINA STUMBLED
THROUGH her front door a little after six, three bags of groceries clutched in
her arms. Once she’d stumbled into the sweets aisle, inspiration had struck
anew and she’d