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to simply enjoy her conversation.
    "Chemistry, actually. I went to med school." Craig raised an eyebrow. "I'm full of surprises." She seemed a little distant so he let it go.
    "No doubt." He sipped more. "I bless this amazing IPA with my official approval by the way. But it's big, isn't it?"
    "Yeah, nearly ten percent." She put her glass down and stared at him. He looked over his shoulder, making her laugh. "What is this about anyway?"
    "Uh, beer. I think."
    "No, this." She made a little circling motion with her finger, encompassing them both. "Because I'm not sure I can…"
    "Hold on, right there." Craig held up a hand and leaned back in his chair, hoping to put her at ease. "You're the one who wanted an intimate dinner at my place. I was gonna take you to Taco Bell or someplace equally romantic."
    "Huh, funny enough, I love Taco Bell, so there." She sighed. Craig decided silence was the better part of valor at that moment so he ate, and drank. And watched her. She stood after a few minutes, and stood next to him, her hand on his shoulder. He tried not to react, but lost the battle.
    "Craig," she whispered as he stood in one smooth motion and pulled her in, covered her mouth with his, parted her lips and tasted her, really took the measure of her and found her perfect.
    His phone buzzed. He ignored it as she pulled him back into his living room, onto the couch and started fumbling with his zipper. He yanked her shirt off, gazed at the petite perfection of her breasts before cupping one and taking a pert pink nipple between his lips. She groaned, arched into him, threading her fingers in his hair.
    "Yes," she whispered. "Please." His cock got even harder at the sound of her soft exhalations in his ear. He kissed her again, as he unzipped and eased her jeans down, cupped a hand over her bare mound.
    "I like your philosophy about underwear." He whispered, nibbling at her ear. "Sexy and yet, convenient."
    "Shut up and kiss me some more." He did, drowning in her, trying to hold back the urge to take, to make his mark on her. He'd never felt this way before, not even with Sara. Their whole sex life had been one long denial and argument, it seemed. But now, in his arms, was a woman wanted him as much as he wanted her.
    The damn phone…he groaned and tried to ignore it again. "Craig," she gasped as he felt her clit, a hard nub of delicious flesh that he suddenly needed to taste.
    "Hmm?" He licked his way down her neck, nipped at each nipple then moved lower as she squirmed and sighed.
    "You should answer that." He looked up from his southward journey. The smell of her lust swirled in his head, blinding him to anything and everything but Suzanne. She smelled of cinnamon somehow, or something else bright and spicy. He sighed and leaned across her to grab the infernal thing from the floor where it had slipped from his pocket.
    "Yeah?" He barked into it, groaning as Suzanne ran her bare foot over his lap.
    "Craig?" a familiar male voice filled his brain. Shit .
    "What's wrong? Where is she?"
    Jack spoke again. "U of M Emergency Room. Can you get there quicker than me? I'm with my sister and her kids but am leaving now."
    Craig was already standing, tugging his jeans back on. "What happened?'
    "Not sure. They called me first, I called you and I'll get Blake next. Sorry."
    "No, no," he sat, cradled Suzanne's face a moment with one hand. "On my way. Don't leave there until I call you. It may be nothing."
    "All right." He hung up and sighed.
    "Sara?" Suzanne's voice had an edge to it he didn't like.
    "Yeah."
    She sat up, found her shirt. "All right, want me come with you?"
    "No, it's okay. Stay here, why don't you? I hopefully won't be long. I'd like to pick up where we left off."
    Suzanne smiled, pulled him to his feet and laid a tongue tangling kiss on him. He moaned and held her close, trying to imprint himself on her. So she'd come back. But she slipped out of his arms, grabbed her purse and started for the door.
    "God damn it." He