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until their food arrived. But there was no reason she couldn’t let him cop a feel. “It’s been too long.” Out loud!
    JT chuckled as his calloused hands dragged over her neglected skin, and he massaged her back while she leaned into him. “I thought that might be the case.”
    “That obvious?” She should’ve put a stop to his exploration, but her reawakened senses wouldn’t be denied. One quick lay to get him out of her system. If only he hadn’t been selected for jury duty, he could have been the guy she wanted, the solid relationship she craved.
    After her uncertain, intense relationship with Will fell apart, she became more determined than ever to find a man to give her something secure and stable. I know he’s out there. I’m ready for him.
    “Why else would a good girl legal secretary—”
    “I’m not a secretary. I’m a paralegal.”
    “Understood.” He caressed the tension from her shoulders. “Why would you take such a huge risk if the reward wasn’t just as big?”
    “Is it?”
    He cocked an eyebrow. “Is it what?”
    “An enormous reward?” God, I’ve been working for Alex too long.
    He laughed and shoved his arm all the way up through her collar to grab a fistful of hair at the back of her neck. “Care to find out?”
    “Mmm….” The move pinned her against his body and forced her to straddle his lap. She braced a hand on his chest and angled her hips. He tightened his grip and pulled her down as his lips brushed hers.
    She heard footsteps thunder up the front porch just before the doorbell rang.
    Claire’s heart slammed into her throat, and she leaped to her feet. “What is that?”
    “Dinner.” JT grunted, adjusting his pants as he stood. “I got this.”
    She wilted onto the couch, clapping a hand over her heaving breast as she tried to gather her wits. The reward might be huge, but the risk was going to kill her.
    ***
    JT took a deep breath and stumbled across the darkened room on wobbling legs. It had been a while since he’d skewered a dumpling, too, and he’d nearly ruined his appetite before dinner. Fuck me with a takeout menu. He reached for the doorknob with a shaking hand. “Hey.”
    “Hi. Um… Broccoli Beef and Kung Pao Chicken?” A skinny college kid held up a white paper bag. “Twenty five, sixty.”
    “Okay.” JT pulled out his wallet.
    The delivery guy scanned the closed blinds with a skeptical eye. “Hiding from someone?”
    “More fun watching a date movie in complete darkness.” JT winked and handed him some cash.
    He grinned. “Awesome.” He passed the bag to JT and scampered down the stairs without offering any change.
    Claire moved a lit candle to the coffee table. “Thank you for buying.”
    “My pleasure. Are we eating in here?”
    “Yes, the dining room is my office, and the kitchen is a mess. Never had time to do the breakfast dishes.”
    “No problem.” He set the bag down and knocked a scrap of silk and lace off the coffee table. He held it up to the light—pale pink panties. A low whistle hissed between his teeth. “Nice. Do you keep all your lingerie out here?” He searched the table for more wayward undergarments.
    “Cheese and crackers!” Claire snatched the underwear from his hand, and dashed into the dark hallway. She returned with couple of plates and forks, minus the panties. “I thought I put all my laundry away.”
    “Cheese and what?”
    “Oh.” She giggled. “My dad taught me to say cheese and rice or something like that instead of Jesus Christ. He wouldn’t allow his little girl to use real swear words. Of course, the rule didn’t apply to him.”
    “You don’t swear at all?”
    “Not unless I… uh… get really excited.” Her cheeks colored pink in the candlelight.
    “I’d like to see that.” He helped her unpack their dinner. The solid wood coffee table filled up with entrees, scattered soy sauce packets and plastic-wrapped fortune cookies.
    She opened the eggrolls. “Want one? They’re so