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then to her lips. Touching her cheek, he smiled. “Told you.”
    Her eyes found his. “Told me what?”
    “That you could.”
    With one more slip of lips on lips, he pulled away, groaning at the loss when he left her warmth. Just like last time, he cleaned up while she looked on.
    But this time, he didn’t get dressed. Instead, he sat down beside her, gazing at her with all the admiration he’d held for three long years.
    It didn’t matter which Ellen was looking at him. They were both beautiful. Both amazing and smart, and if anything, the duality between her studiousness and her sensuality only made her all the more attractive to him.
    He cleared his throat. And then, smirking, he told her, “So. I remembered my contacts case.”
    When the pillow hit his face, it shocked him.
    She sat up and clutched the weapon to her breasts, hiding herself from him. But she was still smiling. Widely.
    “Nice try, Mister.” She pointed toward the door. “But I believe you know the way out.”
    He did.
    And now more than ever, he was determined to find the way in.

Chapter Three
    Monday
    Could nothing ever, ever be simple?
    The plan was supposed to have been simple.
    Months ago, when Ellen’s friends had first announced their idea to go to the Bahamas for spring break, she’d covered up her dismay with a tight-lipped smile, hugged them all and told them it would be amazing. She had to be careful with her budget just to make rent each month; the idea of spending that kind of money on airfare and a hotel room had made her breath tight and her skin itch.
    She’d been doing all right on the whole. Between financial aid and her job at the diner and the occasional checks her parents sent when they could, it had been tight but doable. She’d even managed to put a little money away over the summer.
    But the fresh reminder that she couldn’t always do the things her more fortunate friends could had lit a little spark of resentment. She was tired of being the one that couldn’t go out because she had to work or study. Of being the quiet one in the corner letting life pass her by. Of being so damned careful all the time. It was her senior year of college, damn it, and it wasn’t as if things were going to get easier when she went to med school in the fall.
    Then, the day she’d dropped the girls off at the airport, she’d had a flash. A moment of intuition.
    And the plan had been born.
    It had seemed simple, at the time. No, she couldn’t go to the Bahamas, or anywhere else for that matter. But she could still take a vacation of sorts—a vacation from herself.
    She’d raided her petty cash jar and gone shopping at someplace other than Target for once. Standing in front of the dressing room mirror, dolled up in clothes she would never have been caught dead in normally, she’d seen a flash of fire in her own eyes. All the resentment and stress had boiled over, and with it, her resolve had been set in place.
    For one week—one blessed week—she’d be someone else. With no one around to watch her flail or to remark on her strange behavior, she could do anything, be whoever she pleased. The confident woman who took what she wanted.
    Starting with the hot guy at the bar.
    And she’d taken him indeed. It had been the best sex she’d had in…well, ever. That it was the only sex she’d had in over a year hadn’t hurt either. Josh had left, and she’d fallen into the deepest sleep of the semester.
    And that was when things had stopped being simple.
    She’d woken up alone, still sated but empty, with images and sensations from the night before dancing across her vision, skittering hot across her skin. It had been maddening in its intensity, the flashes of heat and the craving . It hadn’t just been sex she’d wanted, either. All the memories were tangled up with that voice, that murmur of sweet girl as he’d touched her and his grunt as he’d come. The kind of eyes she could drown in.
    She’d gone ahead and done everything