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parked out front. "What are you doing here?" A coughing jag caught her and she struggled to breathe.
    "I'm here on business." He stomped the snow off his boots on the mat in front of the door. Then he stepped past Scott and reached to scoop her into his arms. She tried to scoot out of his way, but he was determined. When he had her, he said, "First business is getting a crazy woman back in her bed."
    She shoved at his chest and wriggled in his hold, but weakly. "Put me down. Now."
    He ignored her. "Not happening." He glanced around the inside of the log A-frame house and spotted the stairs to the loft bedroom. Resigned to carrying the uncooperative woman upstairs, he looked back to Scott. "You can go back to whatever you're supposed to be doing. I've got this."
    "Do something!" She looked toward her friend. "Make him put me down."
    Scott just shook his head.
    Shawna struggled again but Cade held her tighter and growled, "Stop that!"
    "Maybe you need some help with her. Maybe I should stay."
    Cade understood the man's reluctance to leave a virtual stranger alone with his friend. He respected that, but it didn't change anything. "She'll be fine with me, trust me. You should know after all my calls to check on her that I only want what's best for her."
    Stubborn woman tried squirming again and nearly made him drop her. He tightened his hold even more and bit out, "Do you remember what happened the last time I was here?"
    Those emerald eyes he couldn't forget widened. "You don't mean...You're not serious...But I'm sick."
    Scott had already decided to get out, wise choice. The door closed behind them. Now all Cade could hear was the crackling fire in the fireplace and the pounding of Shawna's heart.

    "I'm so going to make you sorry for this..." Shawna coughed and turned her head from where she lie face down on her bed. "As soon as I'm well enough to..."
    "I look forward to you trying to get even with me." Cade's expression mirrored his concern as he gently touched her long braid. He drew in a breath, his eyes heating.
    She held still as he fingered her hair, as she watched the first signs of his arousal. She even made the mistake of glancing lower and seeing the way his very nice package pushed against the front of his obviously new jeans. Her heart raced and she swallowed down a desire to see that "package" unencumbered by denim. In spite of the crude, rude way he'd carried her up here and planted her face down on the bed, her body wanted him. She wanted to... No!
    "Cute PJs. Ponies, pink ones. Not exactly sexy stuff, but I'm getting turned on anyway." Then his hands moved. He pushed her top over her back and reached for her pajama bottoms.
    The instant she felt his fingers grabbing onto the waistband, she jerked sideways. "What are you doing?" she questioned, although she really knew. She reached back to bat at his hand still holding onto her pajama bottoms.
    He smacked her butt hard enough to sting. "Baring a sweet bottom before I turn it red."
    She smothered a cough and hissed in annoyance when he managed to tug her bottoms clear down to mid-thigh. This was embarrassing, especially when the slide of his fingers over her skin made her quiver in anticipation. Made her... Oh jeez! She felt moisture beading between her legs. Oh please don't let him see that!
    Then she ruined it by squirming and giving a quiet moan of frustration.
    "Believe me, I want you too, honey," he said in a husky tone. He smoothed his hand over her bottom and her buttocks clenched. "But this isn't the time."
    "I know. I'm sick." She forced a cough, and then a real one followed. "I belong in bed, under the covers, sleeping this stupid cold away."
    He smacked the middle of both cheeks. "All of that is true. And as soon as I give you the spanking you've earned by being foolish about this whole being sick matter, you're going under those covers."
    "Without you," she snapped and then groaned when she realized what she'd said, what thought had popped into her