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imagined the guys hitting on me because I was so attracted to them.”
    Mike’s palms cupped her flaming neck. His thumbs tipped her face up with slight pressure on her jaw. “The universe has more shades than black and white. Believe me, they want you almost as much as I do. I’m no jealous prick, but I’ve had to watch my temper lately. You make me break al my rules, babe.”
    “Rules?” She couldn’t imagine someone so uninhibited imposing self-restrictions.
    He grimaced then shook his head. “Sorry, brain’s not firing on all cylinders yet. Massive blood flow diverted.”
    She blinked when she confirmed the tent in his crotch. How could he be hard? She would have feared she’d never again see an orgasm the likes of the ones he’d given her if just thinking about the dirty deeds they’d exchanged in the laundry room hadn’t fired her libido once more. Maybe their encounter hadn’t satisfied all his needs?
    “Um… Do you… Have you ever…”
    He laughed, “Are you trying to ask if I’m bi, too?”
    She nodded.
    “I’ve tried just about everything once, but it’s not really my thing. I’ll admit, though…I’ve accepted more than one blow job from the crew members.” He shrugged. “I’m a guy, I like getting head. For me, if it’s just about having a good time, then a mouth’s a mouth as long as I respect the person it’s attached to.”
    Her knees went weak imagining his come spraying down another man’s throat.
    “But, I definitely like your parts best.” He winked then laid his lips on hers with aching tenderness.
    She bowed into his hold, soaking in every modicum of sweetness he was wil ing to impart. All too soon, he broke the embrace. He dusted butterfly kisses over her checks and eyelids before rising to his feet.
    “Sorry to fuck and run, but we really do need to get the patio laid today if we’re going to finish up by tomorrow night.”
    “Finish the patio?” Panic twisted her guts. Their skills had guaranteed their progress on the complete overhaul would be ten times faster than her snail’s pace for even the simplest tasks, but they couldn’t be done already.
    “Yeah, it’s the last thing on our list. The longer we hold the house, the less profit there is in turning it. So, before we start every job we set a date. If we make our deadline, we throw ourselves a wild party. Definitely keeps us motivated.” He waggled his eyebrows.
    It figured she’d discovered the perfect way to expand her horizons right before she lost the opportunity.
    Kate pasted on a phony smile to cover the dread freezing the lingering heat from her core. If she felt anything other than disappointment over the lost opportunity, she forced herself to bury it. There would be plenty of lonely nights to examine her foolishness later.
    “The pool inspector cleared our upgrades this morning so we’re planning a cookout. You know, we’d love to have you as our guest of honor.” He picked an imaginary piece of lint off his paint-splattered jeans.
    She might have laughed if his sudden vulnerability hadn’t stunned her silent.
    “If you’re stil interested after today…”
    “I’l think about it.”
    “That’s al I can ask, babe.” Mike brushed his lips over her forehead then turned away. “Stay off that ladder.”
    The wooden blinds tapped against the window as he shut the door tight behind him.

    They’d slaved beneath the beam of spotlights until nearly midnight, then picked up again at the first light of dawn. Kate cursed the weather gods who hadn’t answered her call for rain. Instead, the thermometer had spiked close to a hundred degrees by lunchtime. The crew dragged ass for the first time since they’d carted their equipment onto the lawn next door.

    Before she could consider the consequences, she squeezed a dozen lemons into her grandmother’s pitcher then grabbed a tray. As she arranged store-bought cookies on a plate, she wished she’d thought to make some from scratch.
    The rays of