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chandelier hung in the foyer, cobwebs stretching within its gold plated arms. Max had the sudden idea ghosts lived in the home and chills raced over her skin. Of course ghosts didn’t exist, unless someone had managed to create them in a laboratory. Which didn’t make her feel any better.
     

Chapter 5
     
    Adam set up the makeshift lab in the dining room, Max instructing him on what went where. He had rudimentary knowledge of the use of the equipment, but he still needed her help. She’d lost color in her face and her tired gaze begged for sleep. Though he kept insisting she take a couple of hours to rest, she trudged on like a soldier in the field, needing to see the job through. He respected that about her, she’d always been driven which was what made her a success, outside of her astounding intelligence. Though he’d scored well on IQ tests, she made him appear incompetent in comparison. Not many women could claim both brains and beauty like she could. And not many men could really appreciate what she had to offer. He certainly hadn’t.
    Max walked around the dining room for a final inspection. She yawned before giving a nod of approval. “All we need to do is get out to Strong Stock and I can start.”
    “We’re not going anywhere until you get some sleep. You won’t be any good if you’re too exhausted to think.” He held up his hand when she looked like she’d argue. “You know I’m right, and if I have to I’ll tie you down.”
    Her full lips curved upward. “You promise?”
    Awareness shot through him like lightning and he sucked in a breath. She was feeling drunk with her exhaustion and she hadn’t meant the flirtation, Adam reasoned. Regardless, thoughts jumped to mind, vivid mental images making him hard.
    Her gaze dropped to his crotch and color returned to her cheeks.
    “It’s been a long time,” he said, feeling the need to explain his erection.
    She licked her lips, meeting his eyes again. “Yeah, for me too.”
    He wanted her, and the surge of lust left his legs trembling. He needed to back away, leave the room, before temptation overcame him.
    “About what happened back at the college…” She cleared her throat. Her chest rose and fell with increased respiration; her nipples budded against her shirt. “I think maybe we were in the heat of the moment. Dramatic circumstances can sometimes cause people to have unexpected physical reactions.”
    “Shut up, Max.” He stepped forward and yanked her against him. She gasped but he swallowed the sound as his mouth crashed into hers.
    Her resistance was fleeting and she melded against him, opening to his mouth, meeting the thrust of his tongue with her own. He cupped her ass, drawing her tight to his pelvis, needing an outlet for his throbbing cock. She rubbed against him, inflaming his libido, driving him to seek more. He reached for the hem of her t-shirt and drew back long enough to tug it over her head, and after a flick of his fingers her bra popped free. Her breasts were high and firm, tipped by dark pink nipples. An invitation to make a man weak. He covered them with his hands before stroking over her nipples with his thumbs. She moaned, leaning into the pressure.
    “I’ve never forgotten how beautiful you are when you’re aroused.”
    “I want you,” she replied on a breath.
    It’d be a sin to take her when he had no kind of future to offer. A one-room cabin in the Colorado Mountains wasn’t much of a home. Hell, he couldn’t even have kids—he’d given up his fertility before being genetically altered. He leaned in, teetering on indecision, burying his face between her breasts. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
    She grabbed his head and pulled his lips to hers. “Shut up, Preacher.”
    The kiss continued until his resolve evaporated, and he shoved her against the wall. He lifted her off her feet and she wrapped her legs around his hips, using her strong thighs to grind against his cock. He needed out of his