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inch of you.”
    His caress moved from her face to the slender curve of her neck and along the low v-collar of her dress. His other hand brushed along her leg, up to the hem of her skirt and down again. She closed her eyes and visibly relaxed.
    “How do I get you out of this?” he asked, tugging on the sleeve of her dress.
    “The zipper’s on the back,” she murmured.
    “Then roll over.”
    She obliged with a sigh, tucking her hands under her cheek. He moved with her and straddled her legs, relieving the awkward twist in his back.
    The zipper slid smoothly revealing a tanned ‘v’ of skin interrupted by a stripe of navy. “How far down does this tan go?”
    “I’m sure you’ll find out.”
    As his hands and lips explored every inch of her back in a slow, sensual, intimate massage Chloe hovered in that strange, mind-drifting place between wakefulness and sleep.
    I’m crazy to even be here letting this man who is little more than a stranger run his hands over me with complete freedom and familiarity. But he’s not what I expected at all. He should have been brash and pushy and confident. But then again, nothing has been what I expected. I knew there’d be a line at the club but I never imagined getting whisked past it.
    I knew there were creeps and perverts here and that they’d flock to places like the night club but I didn’t think they’d be interested in boring, plain, Chloe Bye. And Mike, or whoever he is, says I seduced him! He thinks I’m classy, and sexy even though I’m nothing compared to the women he says he’s been with.
    “I can’t get over how strong your back feels,” he murmured. “You must hit the gym every day.”
    She scoffed. “Who has time for the gym?”
    “You’re kidding, right?”
    “Not at all.”
    “Then you must be a super human because a body like this takes hard work.”
    “Of course. My father is a potato farmer. Farming is hard work, even with tractors.”
    He nibbled at her ear and lifted the waves of brown hair streaked with coppery blonde out of the way to nibble the back of her neck sending ‘danger’ signals down her spine. She moaned and he grinned as he brushed his bared teeth lightly over the back of her neck again.
    She shivered and said, “That is the strangest sensation. I want to run away before you rip my throat out but at the same time my knees are going weak and I swear I’m more turned on.”
    “Good, I’ll keep that in mind. Now, if you’ll roll over I’ll continue my exploring.”
    “I don’t think I can take much more of this,” she said as she sat up. “You’re going to relax me straight to sleep.”
    He slid her dress off her shoulders revealing navy lace. “Trust me, the relaxing part is over.” He kissed her with enough force and passion to knock every thought of sleep clear out of her head.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
    Seth had been done his pie for ages but the idea of sitting locked in his hotel room listening to Brant bitch and moan all night didn’t appeal to him. After the pie he’d sidled up to the bar for a quick beer and some flirting time with the ladies who were perched there like delicately painted butterflies.
    Not one of his advances panned out, but he didn’t get slapped, no ones’ boyfriend gave him a black eye, and he hadn’t gone broke buying drinks. He would have liked a quick detour to some hot little number’s hotel room before turning in but he wasn’t hurting so he called the night a win.
    When it was late enough that he figured Chloe had gotten some pain meds into Brant and put him to bed he went up, intending to sneak in unnoticed.
    Brant was still sitting up, staring at the television which was playing some entertainment news show that Brant hated, his pain meds sitting on the end table. He glanced up at Seth then back at the TV. “You were down there a long time. Did you eat the whole damn pie?”
    “No, I just hung out, had a little fun. Don’t tell me you’ve been staring at that