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pursued
Corrine and Sam found out, things would go much quicker than he was prepared
for. He just couldn’t do it.
    “Jett?”
she asked grabbing his attention.
    “Yeah?”
He focused on her face.
    A
sad half smile curved the corner of her mouth. A flash of disappointment lit
her eyes before she blinked it away. “I guess it is a problem. Listen don’t
worry about it, I understand. You thought you’d say a few sweet words, we’d
have some fun and then you could move on. I didn’t think knowing my brother is
going to be here would put a damper on us already. Let’s just head back to the
house and you can grab your stuff and take off.”
    Corrine
turned and walked away leaving him rooted to his spot. He watched her lush ass
swish from side to side. His hands ached to grip her hips again, to feel her
soft, supple skin beneath his fingertips. All he could do though was swallow
the bile rising in his throat and follow her with his gaze until she
disappeared in the thick trees.
    She
was slipping on a robe by the time he caught up to her. He had taken his time
heading back to the house. His mind conflicted with what to do. Stay and
discover who Corrine was for himself , suffering the
consequences when her brother showed up, as there was no doubt in his mind he
would be staying the night. Or leave and miss out on getting to know the woman
who very well could be his mate.
    It
wasn’t a decision he could make. Not right now. His mind was stuck, frozen in
his past and overcoming sheer hell. Silently he mounted the steps heading to
the bench where his clothes sat. Pulling on his jeans and t-shirt before
glancing at Corrine. She stood waiting, arms wrapped around her middle. Ready
to walk through the open slider door at a moment’s notice.
    The
light from the kitchen glowed behind her. Highlighting her shoulder length
auburn hair and the curves hidden beneath the short ivory-colored silk robe.
Nervous, sickly sweet energy rolled off her, the scent unmistakable to his
naturally heightened senses.
    “Um,
I’m not sure what you’re supposed to say in a situation like this but thanks
for the good time. It was a fantasy come true.”
    Jett
moved toward her wanting to pull her back into his arms. Before he could, she
stepped inside shutting the door behind her. The snick of the lock telling him
he’d missed his chance. The light in the kitchen went out leaving him in
darkness.
    What in the hell am I supposed to do
now?
    Visions
of what could have been bounced through his head. Taking Corrine back to the
house, laying her down on her bed while he explored her body with his lips and
tongue. Molding his hands to her curves, finding every sensitive spot to
exploit.
    His
body came alive at his thoughts. Pulling a frustrated groan from his throat.
    He’d
fucked her. Told her he wanted more then froze at the mention of her brother
and the ghost of Macy whispering through his head. He had no one to blame for
his current situation but himself.
    Picking
his shoes up Jett trudged to the front of the house and started his walk down
the long curving driveway. He’d parked far enough away not to alert her to his
presence, hoping to catch her by surprise. Before he rounded the bend in the
drive he stopped, glancing back at the impressive two-story home.
    His
gaze couldn’t help but be drawn to the light shining in a room upstairs. His heart
stuttered to a halt when Corrine paused in the window. Her hand pressed against
the glass for a few seconds before dropping. She turned away dowsing the light
and any secret hope he’d had of her running after him.
    Letting
out a slow breath, he struggled for control while his tiger clamored to get out
and go to her. He needed time to get his head on straight and giving in to the
tiger would only lead to someone getting hurt. And the last thing he wanted to
do was hurt Corrine again.

 
    Thirty
minutes later Jett was back at his condo in town kicking off his shoes and
nursing a cold beer in his favorite