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lottery. Any illusions he might’ve harbored about maintaining a strictly professional relationship with Lily were swiftly withering on the vine. Their views on sexual freedom seemed to be a perfect match. He’d be an idiot not to explore the possibilities.
    After she has a chance to catch her breath. Christ, give her a break!
    Though she was the one who’d brought up the subject again, making her interest plain. God, his jeans were going to strangle his cock.
    As he struggled for a suitable reply, she went on as though she hadn’t struck him speechless. “Have you ever been in love?”
    “What?”
    “Love. You know—cupid, hearts and flowers, prenuptial agreements.”
    “No,” he said, smiling. “I had a couple of close calls when I was younger, but I’m pretty sure I can safely say that I’m a poor candidate for the status quo.”
    “You crave too much swirl in your personal vanilla?”
    He laughed. “Something like that.”
    “You’re an interesting man, Jude.”
    The way she said it made him think she was dissecting a curious bug rather than paying him a compliment. “Not really, but who am I to spoil your delusions so soon?”
    “Oh, this is stunning!”
    Halting his steps, he realized they must’ve come to the sunroom, a glorious space bathed with sunlight and brimming with plants. Considering he hadn’t been paying attention, he’d either improved on negotiating his way around the mansion or just been lucky.
    “Like it?”
    “I love it. Do you spend much time in here?”
    “I used to. It was one of my favorite spots to relax because it overlooks the pool and the gardens beyond.” The accident had stolen even that simple pleasure from him. To simply chill out and be , to soak in the beauty of his private oasis.
    “Can we eat lunch in here?”
    She was so enthusiastic, he was loath to refuse. “Of course we can. I’ll do just about anything to prolong the company of a beautiful woman.”
    “You don’t know that.” The smile in her voice was evident. “I might be a hideous little troll.”
    “Impossible. Your self-confidence shines through—and that, to me, is beautiful.”
    After a pause, she murmured softly, “That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome, but don’t believe I’m some wonderful guy.
    I’m ashamed to admit that isn’t something I would have bothered to say four months ago, even if the thought crossed my mind. Inner beauty wasn’t a concept I ruminated on much.”
    “That doesn’t make you a terrible person. A bit self-absorbed in the past, maybe, but not awful.”
    The bald truth made him wince. “Until I got a huge God-smack upside the head. Literally.”
    “Not to sound insensitive or cliché, but it’s funny how those seem to come along right when they’re needed.”
    “Hmm. Are we talking about my experience or yours now? Because I have to tell you, if there’s some cosmic reason a higher power decided I needed to be aimed down the path to becoming a better person, it eludes me.”
    “Just making an observation,” she said. “I’ve never been on the receiving end of a major smackdown, at least none that was my fault—my conscience is clear.”
    Jude wondered at the edge in her tone, her declaration almost defensive. However, his sixth sense warned him it would be prudent to let the curious statement pass, for the time being.
    “Then consider yourself very fortunate. Want to see the rest?”
    “Yes, please.”
    Easy companionship was restored as he showed her the workout room, the media room with its many forms of entertainment, and Liam’s quarters on the lower floor just down from the studio.
    A half hour later, he stopped outside the door to her suite, gesturing inside.
    “I’ll leave you to get settled in while I buzz Liam and let him know to serve lunch in the sunroom. When you’re ready, knock on our connecting door and we’ll go down together.”
    “Will do. And thanks for the welcome,” she