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attracted to Liam. He didn’t want her to hide this part of herself from him any longer.
    But while she was uninhibited with him in the bedroom, she could be surprisingly conservative outside of it. Getting her past the initial shock might be hard, but he knew he could do it if she gave him the chance. It could go either way, but he hoped she trusted him enough to let this happen. Otherwise the whole thing would blow up in his face. He was taking a risk, but a calculated one.
    The clean scent of her shampoo rose up to tease him. He nuzzled her silky hair, enjoying the feel of her in his arms. She was sensual as hell, and she loved it when he took control. Almost as much as he loved that helpless, sexed-up look she got in her eyes when she was about to come.
    “You feel good,” he whispered against her hairline.
    A dreamy smile curved her lips. “You make me feel good.”
    He’d make her feel even better.
    With one forearm locked around her ribs, he reached beneath the hem of her snug tank top and feathered his fingertips over the smooth skin of her belly. She’d changed clothes after dinner and wasn’t wearing a bra because she thought she was on her way to bed. As he caressed her, Cait purred and arched in response, reaching one arm up to curl around his neck. She smelled like vanilla and cinnamon, and he wanted to taste every inch of her. But that wouldn’t be his privilege tonight.
    His fingers drifted up her midline to the underside of her plump breasts and brushed over the curves. Her nipples were already hard, poking out through the thin ribbed-cotton top. When he pressed his erect cock against her buttocks, she sighed and wriggled into him. She was soft and warm in his arms, and he loved every second of it. He wanted her hot and wet, pulsing with need before this went any further.
    Nathan dipped his head to nibble gently at the curve of her neck and reveled in her quick inhalation, the way her body turned soft and yielding. A physical expression of her trust.
    He closed his eyes.
    Trust me, baby. Trust me to give you what you’re too afraid to ask for.
    Suddenly Cait stiffened. Holding his breath, Nathan tightened his hold and pressed closer, offering his comfort and protection as he raised his head and met Liam’s stare in the kitchen doorway. In the sudden silence, her quiet gasp ripped through the room like a gunshot.
     
    Cait froze in Nathan’s arms and stared at Liam. Oh, shit.
    Her mouth went dry at the hungry glitter in his dark eyes, at the sudden tightening of Nathan’s hold. The delicious buzz floating through her from the wine and his seduction vanished under a cold wave of dread. This couldn’t be happening. They wouldn’t do this to her. She wanted to turn away, shake her head in denial, yell at Nathan for springing this on her. But she couldn’t move. Her muscles wouldn’t obey. She was paralyzed, helpless in the face of this sensual threat.
    Nathan’s palm rested just beneath her breasts, a warm, solid touch to anchor her. “If you want this, it’s okay,” he murmured against her ear.
    She swallowed past the constriction in her throat. Her heart thudded so hard, she felt the reverberations throughout her body. Oh God, she couldn’t do this. Couldn’t go through with it. She grabbed his forearms to pull away and started to shake her head, but Nathan gripped her tighter.
    “I would never force you. You know that. But I won’t let you hide from yourself either. I think you want this. You want it, but you’re afraid of what I’ll think of you afterward.”
    He was right, but she couldn’t find her voice. Was this really happening? Was part of her seriously contemplating allowing it?
    “Don’t say no because you’re afraid, Cait.”
    This was no joke. They were both dead serious. It scared her to death.
    Liam took a step toward her. She instinctively backed up but there was nowhere to go. Nathan was pressed tight against her back, a hard, unyielding wall of aroused, muscular