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floors in half
and there was no way he'd make it down the hall to Nickie's room at the far end of the wing without being seen.
    That was the last thing
either of them wanted right now.   Whatever was happening was still too fragile for such scrutiny.
    Inside his room, he
quickly stripped and hung up his dress uniform and sword.   A sense of pride filled him for a moment to
see them and all that they represented.   He’d met the challenge and succeeded.
    Now it was time to face
another challenge in his life.
    He quickly changed into
black jeans, a black polo shirt, and sneakers for traction.   His room opened onto a balcony that faced the
ocean and ran the length of their wing.   The de Silva family section had a similar balcony, but the two weren't
connected.
    That wasn't about to
stop him.   He'd scaled higher and harder
places during some of his ROTC training assignments.
    He shut off his lights
and exited onto the balcony, careful to keep out of sight.   A trellis at the far side of the space was
covered with fragrant wisteria.   The
thick tangle of the plant's vines provided an easy way to climb down to the
ground floor and the fragrant blooms would provide some cover to keep him from
being seen.   Luckily the bees wouldn’t be
buzzing around the flowers at night.
    On the flagstone terrace
he skirted the edges and watched as Nickie and her
family bid the last of their guests good night.   Together they trudged up the stairs and into their wing of the home.
    He waited until the
lights snapped on in the various rooms and easily identified Nickie's as he caught sight of her silhouette by the French
doors leading onto the balcony.   He
jogged toward the wisteria-covered trellis close to her room and scrambled up
the tangle of vines and over the railing.
    At her French doors, he
rapped lightly on a glass pane and barely a heartbeat later, she cracked open
the door and let him enter.
    * * *
    Nickie had told herself
all night long that Jase wouldn't keep his promise.   That he’d rethink what he’d done earlier and
decide that she just wasn’t the kind of woman for a man like him.   A man who took risks.   A man of action and not
hesitation.
    But having him standing
there, looking dangerously sexy in all black, told her otherwise.
    “I didn't think you'd
actually come,” she said and defensively wrapped her arms around her waist.
    “I made a promise, Nickie .   I keep my
promises,” he said and stepped close.
    But all he'd
promised was tonight and I'm not a one night stand kind of girl , she
thought.   Almost as if he could read her
mind, he said, “Don't run from this before we even get started.”
    She chuckled hesitantly
and offered up a hesitant smile.   “Seems
to me we already got started beneath the boardwalk.”
    He grinned and laid a
hand by the crook of her neck.   He urged
her forward until they were barely inches apart.   He smelled like sunshine and the beach and
she breathed that scent in deeply.   The
weight of his hand on her neck was demanding, but in a good way, and sent a thrill
through her.   Between her legs, her clit
throbbed for his touch and she grew damp again.
    “I guess we did, babe.
So are you ready for more?”
    “That depends.”
    He narrowed his amazing
green eyes and examined her features.   “That depends on what?”
    She was nothing if not
honest.   “On what you want to do.”
    He grinned again and she
realized that sex with him would always be filled with light and laughter and
fun.   “Let's start off easy, Nickie .   I want you
to talk dirty to me.”
    “Talk dirty?”
    He expects me, a woman
who blushes at the good spots in romance novels, to talk dirty?
    “Like this,” he said and
finally closed the last few inches between them and his warm breath tickled her
skin as he whispered in her ear.   “I love
your tits.   The way they feel in my hands
and in my mouth.   I'm so hard thinking
about how they'll taste again and how they'll move as you