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pulling it up and over my head in one swift movement. I help him free my long hair from inside the collar, reaching behind me to hold it up, trying not to think about my bare breasts being visible. He drinks in every inch of me, and that smile is back on his face as his hands caress my back. This time, it’s Adam who lifts my hair away, entwining it through his fingers while resting his chin on my shoulder, allowing his free hand to roam the full expanse of my back from shoulder to hip. I slide my arms around his lean, muscular body as he buries his face against my neck. When he stands upright again, he nuzzles my ear as I extend a trail of kisses along his jaw. He sighs in contentment as his stubble bristles against my lips.
    “Katie, can I come in?” It’s Kelly knocking on my door. My heart stops. I can’t remember if I locked it or not.
    We stand frozen, half naked in each other’s arms as she jiggles the knob. We don’t even breathe as we watch it begin to turn.
    “Katie, c’mon. Let me in. I need to talk to you about something.” The knob halts in place as Kelly attempts to twist against the bolt. “Open up.”
    I sigh in relief. I did lock it, buying us some valuable time.
    The regret in his eyes is palpable when I silently point to the balcony, but he nods in agreement, quickly tossing his shirt over his shoulders. He looks at me longingly as he once again steps out into the rain, somehow coinciding his descent with a burst of thunder in order to drown out his escape.
    My heart is ricocheting around inside my chest at Adam’s hurried exit, and I sound winded when I finally respond to Kelly’s frantic tapping. “Hold on. I’ll be right there.” Fumbling with my damp shirt, I slip it over my head, not even caring if it’s inside out. The candlelight is dim. Maybe she won’t even notice.
    I say a quick prayer before throwing open the door. “Hey, Kelly. What’s up?”
    “What the heck were you doing in there? I thought you were sleeping.” She eyes me warily before scanning the room. “Why are you all wet? And why is there water all over the floor?”
    “I had trouble closing the balcony door when it started to rain and I got a little drenched. Yikes, it looks like I tracked in quite a bit.” I glance up at her apologetically. I’m a known klutz, after all.
    “I swear, Katie. Sometimes I wonder about you.” Shaking her head, she positions herself at the edge of the bed, inches away from where Adam’s shirt was dangling just a few moments ago. I do my best to shake the image of his naked torso from my thoughts as Kelly starts hammering me with questions. “Why are you flushed? Were you under a million blankets again? Katie, it’s seventy degrees outside.” She sighs loudly. “And why are all these candles lit? What if you fell asleep and the sheers caught fire?” She drones on and on. “If you’re lighting candles, you shouldn’t be sleeping with the door locked. If there’s a fire, we’d never get to you in time.”
    “Yes, Mom.” I can’t help goading her. It drives me crazy when she treats me like a child. I’m almost nineteen. “What did you have to tell me anyway?”
    “Why don’t you lie down and I’ll brush your hair while we talk?” She pulls back the covers and smoothes the rumpled sheet. “I promised your father I’d take care of you and I don’t want you getting yourself all worked up.”
    Little does she know, she’s not the one responsible for my accelerated heart rate.
    I bite my bottom lip to keep from smiling and hop into bed, spreading my hair across the pillowcase. She retrieves my brush from the end table and gets to work, undoing the tangles made by Adam’s fingers. The dampness of my shirt is clinging to my skin, causing me to shiver involuntarily.
    “You better not be getting sick,” Kelly admonishes. Jeez, she notices everything. “I’m not getting married tomorrow without my maid of honor,” she mutters to herself, and I keep my eyes shut,