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her, but Brody was married now. That chapter of her life had officially come to an end. So it was with great strength and courage that she continued walking, leaving Brody sitting on the patio staring after her.

Chapter 2
     
    “God damnit! Where’s my pizza?” Avery cursed to no one in particular and took a long, hard pull on her beer. Warm beer on a hot night wasn’t her poison of choice, but she’d have to make due.
    Slinking further into the cushions, she rested her head on the arm of the sofa and used the back of her hand to wipe away the sheen of sweat that had gathered on her forehead. Six hours after their chance encounter and she could still feel her heart in her throat. It wasn’t the sweltering heat making her hot and uncomfortable, nor was it the memories that seeing Brody had stirred. He’s married for Christ sake!
    A million times she’d picked up the phone and attempted to dial his number, and a million times she lost her nerve and hung up. But finding out that he was married changed everything. Any hope that she’d secretly harbored about telling him the truth vanished in the blink of an eye. Avery sighed and set her beer on the coffee table. Images of him flashed through her mind, and the words he’d spoken to her the morning after rang in her ears. After a few moments, her eyes fluttered shut with exhaustion.
    “Good morning, Beautiful.”
    “Mmm… morning,” Avery mumbled contentedly and smiled widely as Brody pulled her close, his morning stiffness gloriously digging into the small of her back. The hot morning sun streamed in through the bedroom window, making it uncomfortably warm beneath the duvet. Avery threw the covers back and in an instant was straddling his hips, her hands pinning his arms to the mattress while she placed a chaste kiss to his lips.
    Brody effortlessly freed himself from Avery’s grip and splayed his hands across her hips, repositioning her body so that his length nuzzled comfortably between the folds of her warmth. His head fell back against the pillow, and a groan that emanated from deep within his chest escaped his lips. He forced himself to think through the veil of lust that was slowly consuming his every nerve like a raging fire that destroyed everything in its path, and opened his eyes. Above him, streaks of gold cast by the morning sun silhouetted the most breathtaking woman he’d ever laid eyes on. A woman as beautiful as Avery deserved more than a one night tryst with a guy she didn’t even know, but he wanted so much more than a fling with this angel, who by the graces of God, had been sent to him. He didn’t have much to offer, but everything he had was hers, if she’d have him. Unsure of exactly what to say, Brody decided to let his heart speak for him. “About last night, there’s something we need to talk about.”
    “I get it,” Avery replied sharply without giving him a chance to finish speaking, and quickly removed herself from his lap. “This is the part where you tell me how good it was but you’re not looking for something more.”
    Brody sprung up from the bed and captured Avery in his arms, pulling her into his lap and hugging her tightly against his chest. His hand trailed across the silken skin of her shoulder as his mouth traced a line of feather-light kisses along the length of her neck, causing goose bumps to rise on her forearms. Taking a loose tendril of hair between the tips of his fingers, Brody tucked it behind her ear. His lips, still warm and red from overuse the night before, found her earlobe and began suckling it as he whispered softly against her heated flesh. “I would never say that to you. You have my word.”
    “You don’t owe me an explanation.” Avery began, but found it increasingly difficult to speak as Brody’s hand cupped her breast, his fingers masterfully working her nipple into a stiff peak.
    “Before you so rudely interrupted me,” he half murmured, half laughed, and released Avery’s ear from