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met.
    Framed photos of Stig and Hector and other marines took
    center stage. They’d been taken on various deployments
    and during their downtime stateside. In most of them,
    Hector and Stig were side by side, arms slung over one
    another’s shoulders as they grinned.
    The sight calmed her. Whatever was going on down in
    that basement, in that holding cell, she had to trust him.
    Hector had trusted him implicitly. She had to believe her
    brother’s judgment of Stig’s character was true. Those
    men had fought in the fiercest of battles and had depended
    upon one another for their very lives. Surely Hector would
    have seen Stig’s malicious side if he had one. And yet, she
    still had to know what was going on.
    Cora took a steadying breath and made her decision.
    Tonight she’d ask Stig about the basement.
    Chapter Three
    Stig gathered the last pile of sawdust with his broom,
    scooped it up, and deposited it into the large can in the
    corner. He made a quick sweep of his shop, ensuring
    everything was in its place, and switched off the lights. He
    yanked on the nylon cord attached to the overhang door
    and brought it firmly down into place. During the day the
    open garage-style door allowed the swift breezes to cool
    the otherwise-sweltering shop.
    He left out the side door, locking it behind him, and
    headed toward his house. The scent of freshly baked bread
    greeted him, reminding Stig he hadn’t eaten since that
    amazing breakfast Cora had prepared for him. He’d been
    so preoccupied with his thoughts that lunch had skipped
    his mind. Helping Cora out of the shitstorm she’d created
    and figuring out how to live through the next week with her
    in the house had proven more important.
    “Cora?” Stig expected to find her in the kitchen but she
    was nowhere to be seen. He’d come through the living
    room and had seen her laptop and cell phone but not her.
    Maybe she was upstairs.
    Stig washed his hands and cut a slice off one of the
    loaves of honey wheat bread resting on the counter. On the
    way to the fridge for butter, he peeked into the oven and
    discovered a bubbling pan of lasagna. She’d raided his
    garden for fresh veggies to make the salad sitting on the
    top shelf in the fridge. Dinner was going to be quite the
    feast.
    After gulping down the butter-slathered bread, Stig
    started upstairs. He needed a shower, a change of clothes,
    and a plausible lie to explain why he’d be unavailable to
    entertain her this evening. That was bound to be difficult.
    Cora was the curious type. She’d start asking questions,
    and what the hell was he going to tell her?
    Stig darted into his room and grabbed clean clothes.
    Having one bathroom and a guest in the house proved
    more inconvenient than he’d imagined when building his
    home. He should have sacrificed the extra space in the
    bedrooms for that second small bathroom.
    Without thinking, Stig barged into the bathroom. The
    steamy interior and Cora’s gasp of surprise registered at
    the same time. She stood mere inches from him, naked as
    the day she’d been born. Water droplets followed the
    sloping curves of her perky breasts and the smooth plane
    of her belly. She moved a delicate hand in front of her sex,
    shielding the smooth skin from his view. It didn’t matter.
    He’d seen it all last night.
    “Stig?” Cora stared at him questioningly. Black hair
    hung in loose, damp curls around her beautiful face. On
    impulse, Stig reached out to touch her hair. He wound the
    locks around his forefinger and brought them close to his
    nose. The scent was bright and sweet and one he would
    forever associate with her.
    There was no controlling his beast once her scent
    filtered through him. Fire poured through his veins and
    blazed straight to his lower belly. His groin tightened as
    his cock awakened and sprang to life. In that hazy, lust-
    filled moment, Stig thought only of tasting those full pink
    lips.
    “Come here.” His voice was thick and rough. Cora
    obeyed