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stole through her heart at the compliment.
    “There is a matter a debt to settle.”
    Her heart pounded. “I thought all you wanted was a thank you.”
    “That was then. This is now.” He brought his mouth down on hers and for a moment she stopped breathing.
    Only in her dreams had she ever kissed Buck and here he was in fantastic tempting flesh coaxing her lips apart with gentle expertise. Each flutter ignited a slow burn that flared into an inferno and he was the only one who could extinguish her raging desire. She locked her hands behind his head as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dueling with hers as he pulled her closer.
    He squeezed her side and she cried out. Pain skipped along her left side as he released her. “I’m sorry. I forgot.”
    “It’s...I’m okay,” she gasped.
    He led her to a chair and forced her to sit. “I lost my head.” He left her side and returned a moment later with a glass of water. “Drink.”
    “Let me wash my hands.”
    He set the glass on the table with a snap and returned with a damp towel. Gently he dragged the cloth over her fingers eliminating the sticky dough. Once her hands were clean she combed them through the lushness of his hair. Soft and silky.
    “I’ve wanted to do that for a very long time,” she admitted.
    He pressed the glass in her hand. “Drink.”
    She lifted the glass to her lips aware of his scrutiny and tipped the cool liquid down her throat. Some emotion she wasn’t comfortable defining hovered in his irises. She lowered the glass.
    “Are you okay?” Concern colored his tone.
    She nodded.
    “I’m sorry.”
    She shook her head. “It’s fine. There are still sore spots.”
    A frown tugged at the mouth. “Maybe I should finish dinner.”
    She scoffed. “I dropped the dumplings in the broth already. Why did you kiss me?”
    He cupped her cheek and caressed her lips with the pad of his thumb. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”
    “Maybe you should find someone else.”
    “Why would I do that?” A hint of amusement pulled at the corners of his mouth while a flicker of hurt dashed through his irises.
    “Just like then, I don’t need you to take care of me.”
    “Did you ever think that maybe I need you to take care of me?”
    Stunned, Bonnie looked him up and down. This strong, handsome man needed her? He could have any woman he wanted, but he waited for her? She shook her head.
    “Why is that so hard to believe?”
    “You should be married with kids by now, especially if you’re out the game.”
    He held her gaze a moment. “There’s only one woman I want as my wife.”
    Bonnie stood so fast she knocked her chair over. He stood as well and grasped her hands. When she tried to pull away, he held fast. Her pulse pounded as he drew her closer. This was too surreal. His wife? He wanted her as his wife? She had to be dreaming.
    “I see it in your eyes. Why is that so hard to believe?”
    “You’re older than I am.” She smiled, hoping it would soften the words.
    “Yes, we’ve a twelve year age difference, but that has nothing to do with how I feel about you.”
    The door opened and slammed. Dexter appeared in the doorway a moment later. He glanced from one to the other. “Am I interrupting? Dinner smells great sis.” He passed through the kitchen and disappeared through a door on the other side of the room, his wing of the condo.
    “I want to take you to dinner. Just you and me,” Buck said.
    She studied him a moment. Before she could answer, the door opened behind her and she could’ve sworn Buck groaned.
    “So is it ready?” Dexter returned, rubbing a towel over his head.
    “Uh yeah.” She shook off Buck’s hands and rushed to set the table. They’d have to finish their conversation later. “Are you staying for dinner?”
    Buck nodded and sat in one of the padded wooden chairs. “Just like old times, huh?”
    Dexter sat across from the other man leaving the chair between them for Bonnie.
    She placed steaming