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cream. As she massaged his shoulders she paid attention to the deep muscles to stimulate circulation the way she’d been taught. He groaned.
    “Did I hurt you?”
    He growled. “Just a cry of appreciation. I really like the feel of your hands on my body. Where did you learn massage? What you’re doing is more than an ordinary back rub.”
    “I learned from a physical therapist. I interviewed him for an article in the mag. He gave me some lessons.”
    “Remind me to search the archives for a copy of that issue.”
    “Why?”
    “So I can return the favor.”
    Did that mean he was thinking about months or years rather than days or weeks? “Lean forward.” She rubbed cream over his ribs and to his lower back. She reached the edge of his shorts and nearly slid her hand beneath the waistband.
    Rules. New. One. Two. She had to remember them.
    She raised her hands. “You can put on your shirt.”
    He turned his head and grinned. “You could remove yours.”
    “Against the rules.”
    “Not mine.”
    “Let me find paper and pen so we can make a shopping list.” She bolted from the room. She needed time and space before she fell victim to the spell he wove.
     
    * * *
     
    Steve worked his battered arm into the sleeve and pulled the shirt over his head. Whatever she’d done with her magic fingers the arm and shoulders hurt less. Another part of him throbbed and ached. He knew her touch could help that pain, too. He feared one more touch of her hands on any part of his body and he would go off like a flashbulb.
    Meg arrived with a notebook and pen. “What should I buy?” She kept her gaze on the paper.
    He needed to show her his rules of life. “Isn’t it time we stopped playing games?”
    “What games?”
    “You have your rules and I have mine.” He nodded. “I want you in my bed, naked in my arms. You can’t deny you want me.”
    She shrugged. “I might want hot sex with you but not today. You can’t give me what I want.”
    “How do you know? Never had any complaints.” He pushed the chair toward her. “We can give it a shot. Who knows what will happen.”
    She met his gaze. “I… she dropped the pad and pen on the bed and bolted.
    Steve followed her into the hall. Meg had her purse slung over her shoulder. “Don’t go. Give me some time.”
    “I’m going to the grocery store. I’m going to think. Maybe you should consider what I want.” She drew a deep breath. “I’m afraid we have different ideas about what’s happening between us.”
    “Could be.” More than likely there was a difference in their attitudes about sex. “Before you leave could you bring my laptop and camera case to the bedroom? I want to download the pictures I took. Great scenery and intriguing places. You can help select the ones to send to Mark.”
    “I’d enjoy seeing the pictures.” She left and returned with the things he’d requested. “Let’s make the list before you start working.”
    He rattled off several items. She added things like vegetables and milk. “I’ll see you in a while.”
    Steve closed his eyes. That went well. Groceries and pictures interested her more than sharing body passion. Why had he been so blunt? He couldn’t control his urgent need for her. When she returned he would try for subtle.
    The phone rang. He looked at the number and scowled. “What do you want?”
    “I heard about your accident and that you were home.”
    “Where did you hear that?”
    “Your sister. She is my friend. I invited her to brunch tomorrow. She mentioned you’d been hurt. She said she couldn’t take care of you because of her work schedule. She suggested I stop by.”
    He clenched his jaw. During the month or so he and Simone had dated they’d had dinner with his sister and her husband. The two women had clicked. When the short affair ended Rachel hadn’t understood. She’d become convinced he and Simone were a perfect match. This had to be another of his sister’s plans to bring Simone and him