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doorway, gaze on her dark eyes, then her bare legs. She’d left the sweat pants behind, the shirt he’d loaned her reaching only to mid-thigh. “It’s okay. You’re safe.”
    “I know. I just, I don’t really want to be alone. I mean, I know you’re right here and everything…” She paused. Only then did he see her trembling, but she misinterpreted his troubled gaze. “I’m sorry, I’ll just go back to my—”
    “No, no, it’s okay. Come here. Come in. We can talk or something.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Absolutely.” His fingers firmly closed on her arm. “Sophia, come in here. Don’t make me throw you over one shoulder.”
    That startled her. Then she caught the joking tone. “You wouldn’t?”
    He smirked and started to bend over for her.
    “No, no! I believe you!” She quickly backed away, laughing. If her butt was in the air like that, he’d realize she wore nothing down there if one of his hands found its way up. At home, she slept in a shirt and panties but didn’t have the latter now. Having only wanted him to check the house, she hadn’t put on the sweatpants. Now she felt vulnerable but in a way that turned her on a little, and that’s when she realized how much she trusted him. Already.
    Oh hell, she thought, maybe I should let him pick me up after all. The worst thing that could happen is the time of my life. She flushed as moisture gathered between her legs.
    “You bite your lip a lot,” he observed, eyeing her mouth.
    “I’ve been known to bite men, too,” she lied playfully, coming into his bedroom. The sight of his blue sheets in disarray caused a sudden image of riding up and down on him, both bare to the bone, to pop into her head. She had to control her thoughts better.
    “I’m sure they didn’t mind,” he replied, turning to watch her.
    She let out a deep breath and passed a bathroom and walk-in closet on her way to a sitting area with a loveseat by the window, moonlight streaming over it. Connor followed. She gazed around and noted the quiet masculinity of his room. Deep cherry furniture covered the hardwood floor except where lush rugs filled spaces. The paintings were scenes of forests, mountains, and waterfalls, wildlife making themselves at home. Not one single piece of sports memorabilia could be seen, to her surprise. A leather chair sat in one corner, with only a few pairs of sneakers, a hat, and a few things he appeared to have used lately in view.
    Once seated, she kept her legs firmly closed and her eyes above that kissable neck of his while he gazed at her, shadows making his eyes seem mysterious.
    Connor murmured, “Do you want to stay up and talk?”
    “I’m actually exhausted and really want to sleep. I drove down from Syracuse today.”
    “That’s a long drive.”
    “Yeah. It’s just...you’re right that something happened before I got here. It has me on edge a little. I heard the noises when I was in the other room. Now I don’t want to be alone. I know that sounds needy or something...”
    “It’s okay, Sophia. Why don’t you sleep in the bed and I’ll sleep on that sofa? It was probably one of the cats, by the way. The noise, I mean.”
    She’d seen a cat earlier. “Are you sure? This couch isn’t big enough for you.”
    “Yes. Now get in my bed before I change my mind.” He smiled.
    She smirked and rose, heading for it. “Yes, sir. I bet you say that to all the girls.”
    “Hardly. You’re the first one up here in…” He frowned and stopped himself. Then he headed for the door to close and lock it for her sake.
    She watched him, surprised that he hadn’t been with anyone in a while. Were the girls around here that stupid? She sat on the bed and slid under the covers, her bare ass against the fabric, which felt sexy against her legs and bare bottom.
    “Silk sheets, huh?” Sophia asked, running a hand over them. “It seems unlike you.”
    “Why’s that?” he asked, grabbing a blanket and pillow from a cabinet.
    She