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he’d asked her out the first time, sure he was playing some kind of joke on her. He was a senior football player and she was a geeky, gawky sophomore who hadn’t a clue how to act around boys. But he’d been kind and gentle, never pressuring her for more than she was ready to give. And she’d fallen hopelessly in love with him. He’d been her first love. Her only love.
    “The way you used to smile at me when you thought I wasn’t looking drove me crazy. God I loved that yearning in your eyes, Katie. That sweet innocence in those warm eyes that made me want to take care of you and protect you forever. I fell in love with your eyes first, and I still love them best about you. They tell me everything you’re feeling.”
    She studied her reflection as if she could see any telltale signs in her eyes. They had a dark, honeyed look to them right now, as if there was molten fire behind them. Is that what Jack saw when he looked at her? Were her emotions always that transparent?
    Memories did that to her. Made her remember all the good times, instead of concentrating on the bad times like she should be doing. His hand on her hip caught her attention. Squeezing gently, he caressed the curve from waist to thigh, his breath hot against her neck as he bent down to pet her body.
    “You know, I love your eyes, but there’s a lot more. Especially the way you feel under my hands.” He pressed his palm against her hip. “I love this part of you. Every curve in your body entices me. I’d like to undress you and lay you out naked in the sunlight so I could study every inch of you.”
    She cringed at the thought of every bump of cellulite exposed to the glaring sun. His laugh was husky and dark, his chest rumbling against her back. Her legs trembled. “You always thought I scrutinized every flaw. I don’t. I adore the perfection of you. You are an amazing creature, Katherine Mary McKay. From your remarkable intelligence to the fierce way you protected our sons to the unselfish way you gave up everything so I could do my job. It will take an eternity for me to repay you for all you did for me, and even that won’t be enough.”
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    This side of Jack was so new, so unexpected, that she was at a loss for words. A snappy comeback to an empty promise was easy. But she heard sincerity in his words, and a depth of his soul he’d never revealed to her before. He kissed her shoulder, drawing one thin strap down her arm, his fingers blazing a trail of sensual promise that made her shiver despite the heat in the small dressing room. Thoughts of anger and betrayal fled as her body tuned in completely to his touch, his scent, the way his hard body felt pressed against her.
    “Let me love you, Kate,” he whispered, drawing the other strap down and pulling the dress to her waist. The black bra lifted her breasts and squeezed them together, offering an enticing bit of cleavage.
    Jack moved his hands in front of her, caressing the swell of her breasts. “You always had beautiful breasts, babe. So full and soft. And your nipples, now those are a work of art.” He drew the straps of her bra down and pulled the fabric away from the mounds. Her breasts fell into his hands and he cupped them, using his thumbs to draw circles around the pink areolas, tantalizing them with unbearably soft strokes until she gasped. He circled the distended nipples, plucking gently at first, then a little harder. Watching him touch her was embarrassing and yet so erotic her panties flooded with cream. She’d definitely have to buy the underwear now.
    “Jack, please,” she begged, not sure whether to plead for him to stop touching her in public or urge him to fuck her right here. She had no idea what she wanted, and was tired of thinking. It had been too damn long since she’d been touched, too long without feeling alive and desirable. She deserved this moment and to hell with how she should feel!
    His hands worked magic on her breasts and nipples,