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was standing at the glass slider looking down at the darkened courtyard behind her condo. He was naked from the waist up, jeans hanging low on his slim hips, long corded arms braced above his head on the door frame. His dark hair was still damp. Droplets of water glistened on his shoulders and back in the light spilling over him from the kitchen.
    She wanted to go to him, smooth her hands up his muscled back, lick away the water still clinging to his warm skin. Know what that strong body felt like moving under her fingertips. What he’d taste like on her tongue. When she inadvertently sighed out loud, he turned his head her direction, then approached.
    “Do you have to work tomorrow?” he asked, taking the items from her hands and tossing them on the couch.
    At least he didn’t sound upset with her over their conversation earlier. Not that he’d been angry, more like he was confused as to why she was trying to push him away after flirting with him. She didn’t want to push him away, not really. He just needed to know upfront what she was like once all the false advertising had been stripped away.
    For a moment she couldn’t reply to his question, too mesmerized by the sight of his sculpted torso so close. He had a light dusting of nearly black chest hair that thinned to a narrow strip and disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. A brief fantasy of following that treasure trail with her fingers and lips flashed through her mind.
    Her cheeks flushed hot when she met his gaze. His eyes were heavy-lidded, almost as though he’d read her thoughts. Crap, she needed to get a grip on herself. They’d just met. They barely knew each other. She’d never had a one-night stand in her life, didn’t know how to handle this undeniable pull Sean had over her.
    “I, um…go in at six p.m. I’m supposed to work a twelve-hour shift, but it can morph into more, depending on how busy we are. Saturdays are always busy.”
    “We’ll call a locksmith first thing in the morning.” He propped his hands on his hips, drawing her attention back to the sinewy oblique muscles that ran above his hip bones—that well-developed area on a man’s body some of the nurses playfully called the “Vacuous V,” because when you looked at it, your mind went blank. Appropriate in this instance too. Sean didn’t have an ounce of body fat anywhere.
    She nodded, forcing her brain to think of something else other than his mouthwatering physique. “I checked on Henry. He’s stable.”
    “That’s good to hear.” He frowned. “Dude looked way too young to have a heart attack.”
    “Cardiac arrest,” Erin corrected. “There’s a difference. Not a lot of warning beforehand. It could’ve been drug induced. He was in a bar partying.”
    “Scary way to learn a lesson.”
    “But a powerful one. I should send Tess a message letting her know too,” Erin said, hitching her thumb over her shoulder toward her bedroom. “Help yourself to anything in the kitchen. There’s water and juice in the fridge. The remote for the television is on the bar. If you like it cooler, feel free to adjust the—”
    He held up his hand and chuckled, halting her embarrassing babbling. “Thanks for being so hospitable, but I’ll be fine.”
    “Well, if you’re sure… Good night then.” She turned away and padded to her bedroom. Fleeing again.
    “’Night,” he said to her back.

Chapter Four
    Erin blew out a frustrated breath and rolled her head on the pillow to glare at her alarm clock. 1:08 a.m.
    She’d been lying there for over an hour trying to fall asleep, but her overactive mind refused to cooperate. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Sean. Watching her as she’d approached him in the bar tonight. Smiling at her while they’d talked. Standing in front of that damn window half-naked. Then her fantasies took over.
    She’d thought about masturbating, trying to take the edge off, but even that wouldn’t be enough to purge her brain of the carnal