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may have only been the three of us, but the place was always filled with love.”
    “Where are your parents now?”
    She followed close beside him as he started walking up to the large two-story farmhouse. “They moved into town. Dad has some health issues, and we all thought it would be better for him to be closer to help if he needs it. That’s actually why I moved back.”
    “You were living in KC?”
    He nodded “St. Louis, actually. I was a homicide detective there.”
    “Wow. This must be a huge change.”
    “It’s kind of relaxing, to be honest. After twenty years in the city, I was ready to retire and find something different.”
    She giggled. “So you became a cop in a small town instead of a big city.”
    He shrugged. “It’s what I know.”
    He unlocked the door and gestured her inside. “Grand tour or just the bedroom?”
    She looked at him with a smirk.
    “Okay. Let’s pretend that didn’t come out that way. This is the living room. It doesn’t get much use. I usually watch TV in the den, which is connected to the kitchen.”
    He continued to show her around the house. His parents had obviously taken a lot of time designing it. It had recently been updated as well, either by Dennis or his parents. It was absolutely perfect.
    By the time they got upstairs and to the master bedroom, she felt like she knew his entire family history. Everything he told her just made him more attractive to her than he had been before. When he opened the door, she walked inside with an eagerness she hadn’t expected.
    She’d just had mind-blowing sex less than an hour before, and here she was ready for more. He dropped her bag onto one of the dressers. The first time she’d seen him, she’d been blown away by his good looks. She’d dreamed about having him that night. Now that she’d had sex with him in real life, he seemed even more impressive.
    He was tall, well over six feet, and built like a Greek god. She knew, even with his shirt covering it, that his wide chest rippled with muscles that were capable of delivering what they promised. His short dark brown hair had just enough curl to it that she couldn’t wait to run her fingers through it. She just knew it was going to be as soft as it looked. He was a man who took care of himself.
    He walked to a door on the left and opened it. His ass fit in his jeans snugly, making her yearn to take them off him inch by inch. Fuck it . That was what she was here for, wasn’t it?
    “This is the bathroom,” he said as he turned on the light. “Toilet behind that door, separate shower and tub.” He turned around and bumped into her.
    “Show me,” she said, her body pressed against his. “I feel dirty .”
    The smile he gave her sent shivers down her body once again. He backed into the bathroom, with her inches from him.
    She shut the door firmly behind them. She leaned against the door and motioned to him to keep walking. When he was a few feet from her once again, she spoke. “Shirt.”
    He raised an eyebrow and shook his head.
    “I said shirt. Remove it.”
    He shook his head again and held his arms out. “You do it.”
    She pushed herself off the door and gave him the look that scared her nieces half to death. “Are you really going to tell me you’re refusing a direct order?”
    He smirked.
    “Well then, I guess that’s your loss. Only I know what you were going to get for being a good boy.” Her gaze darted to the bulge showing in his pants, and then she licked her lips.
    Quickly, he brought his hands to the first button on the shirt and started to unfasten it.
    “Slowly,” she told him, eager to savor every minute.
    He followed her directions, unbuttoning each button, revealing hard, beautiful pecs that made her mouth water. She wanted nothing more than to run her hands over his chest, but she made herself wait.
    When he was done, he stopped completely. Apparently he was waiting for further orders. She debated a few seconds, enjoying the disheveled