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wanted the time to be right for her. So, he took the high road, though his cock pressed against the V of her spread thighs jerked in protest.
    “Are you sure? I want you to be ready for this, not reacting out of a need to be close after what happened today with the shooting.”
    “I can’t say it didn’t shake me up or deny how sleeping in your arms would make me feel safe again, but it’s more than that, a lot more. I want you, Sean, and if I’m being honest, I’m about ready to jump your bones. It’s been a long time for me.”
    Leaning in, his lips brushed softly against hers. “Mm, sounds like my nightingale is horny.”
    She wrinkled her nose. “Those aren’t the love words that start the romantic interlude of my dreams, but yeah, I’m hornier than a sailor on shore leave.”
    His head came up as he groaned. “No navy analogies, please.”
    “Sorry.” Her voice had turned husky and she sounded distracted. The next instant she proved she was as she nudged aside his collar. Targeting his neck, her mouth opened as soft lips moved over his skin, teasing with little flicks of her tongue. When she reached his ear, she latched on as he often did to her, teeth nibbling on the lobe as she breathed, “Take me to bed, Sean, and make me your woman for real.”
    How could he deny such a request? Twisting, he switched off the oven and stove. Dinner would keep. Sliding his hands beneath ass cheeks that fit perfectly in his palms, he lifted her.
    “Your leg!” she protested, as he carried her.
    “Hush. The leg is stronger. No way is it going to let me down, especially when I’m about to get lucky.” He was teasing, but she buried her face in his neck and he thought he felt the dampness of tears. “Mara?”
    “No, it’s me who got lucky. The day you were admitted to my ward, I became the luckiest girl on the face of the earth.”
    He veered to the left suddenly, heading for the nearest flat surface—the couch—not willing to wait to have her another second longer. In the back of his mind, he doubted luck had anything to do with them finding each other. It was more like fate. Whichever, Sean knew how much both could fuck with a man’s dream and turn on a dime. He wasn’t about to take any chances tonight.
     
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    Wrapped in Sean’s arms, knowing she was minutes away from truly becoming his, Mara was practically dizzy. In an incredibly romantic gesture, he’d swept her up in his arms and carried her like a hero in the movies. She was surprised when he turned away from the stairs leading up to his bedroom and set her down in front of his wide sectional couch.
    “I don’t think I can wait long enough to get to the bed.”
    Without waiting for a response, he sat, pulling her between his wide spread thighs. His fingers found the top button of her gauzy blouse and released it. Another came undone and another until it lay open. Sean spread the sides wide and lowered his head to kiss her exposed belly. The warmth of his lips and hot tongue were in contrast to the cool air from the A/C wafting over her bare skin. Her nipples tightened more, poking almost painfully against the lace of her pink bra. He licked up the midline of her abdomen until he reached the valley between her breasts. Lifting his head, he drank her in while his fingertips traced the edges along the upper curves of her breasts. Her chest froze, the air locked in her lungs while she trembled, her breasts quivering in the insubstantial lace.
    “Very pretty. I like pink on you.”
    “You do?” she choked out. “It’s not too girly?”
    “No, I like girly.” His voice was husky as he nuzzled his face between her breasts, the scruff of his bearded jaw along her swollen breast making her shudder.
    “Don’t men like black and red, something more sexy and racy?”
    “Some men might, not me. Black and red would be too harsh against your light skin and blonde hair.”
    She stiffened. “Um, about that,” she began, closing her eyes as his