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her.
    “Yes.”
    “When is he coming?”
    Shoving her hands in her pockets, she paused. “Next Monday.” She smiled at the revelation, imagining him back with her.
    “I would have liked to have met him.”
    “You will.” As soon as the words fell from her mouth she realised how presumptuous her words had sounded. She felt his gaze on her but continued to focus on Eric’s bedroom.
    “I’d like that.”
    The tension between them shot up. Her skin tingled with the insane urge to both touch and be touched by him. Licking her lips, she reached for the handle and slowly pivoted towards him while drawing it shut.
    His large physique blocked her in and when he placed a hand on the door, halting her, she arched a brow in the process. Her belly did flips the closer he leaned. His scent washed over her, making her light-headed.
    “Forgot the light.” He leaned past her and flicked it off.
    So close. He was so damn close.
    “Thanks.” Her single word fell on a whisper.
    Seconds drifted by, their eyes locked on one another, until he finally stepped back. Grateful as well as disappointed, Roxi drew the door until it clicked. She ran her tongue over her teeth, all the while wanting to kiss him.
    “I’m home all day,” she said, moving by him. “So feel free to come and go as you please. I’ll just go by the hospital later in the afternoon.”
    Roxi headed for her room only to be stopped by his touch on her arm. Praying for the strength not to do anything stupid, she manoeuvred to face him, caught off guard by the raw emotions in his eyes.
    “Thank you.”
    “No problem,” she said, trying to sound like it wasn’t a big deal after all. Prove to herself she could do this without panting over him like a lovesick fool. Or a horny one. Perhaps that was what she was, both horny and lovesick. With a heavy emphasis on horny.
    “Do you know where Second Chances is?”
    “Yes. I can give you directions. You filling in for Master Guns?”
    He nodded and she smiled. This is going to be interesting.
     

Chapter Three
     
     
     
    She was smiling again. Sam could feel the effect of her smile everywhere. It lit her face up. Correction, it lit her up, making her even more beautiful.
    Roxi stood before him in a pair of silver-grey pants and a black, long-sleeved Marine shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail exposing her numerous earrings. They ran up both ears and he’d noticed they were all different.
    Back to her smile. It did things to him. He’d been unsure and embarrassed about attacking her last night, but she didn’t appear to have given it another thought. And she hadn’t told Laila.
    This woman amazed him. He knew she had Marine pride. A Marine flag flew on her porch, slightly lower than her American flag. Then there was her necklace and a few photos of her around her living room he’d checked out. She was a hot-ass Marine. She’d been a sergeant. Her love for the Corps was obvious—it made her sacrifice of getting out for her nephew all the more touching in his estimation.
    “I’m doing some laundry today. If you’d like anything done I’d be happy to throw it in.”
    “I’m good, thank you.”
    “Okay. If you need to do some, feel free. It’s the room without a door. Right down there.”
    “Can I fix the door for you?” There had to be some way he could repay her for all this hospitality.
    Another smile and his heart kicked into a higher gear.
    “I took it off because of how it opened. Into the room and it was just too hard with the space being so small. I’ll add one on a track at some point.” She shrugged. “Not high on my to-do list.”
    He could do that for her.
    “Let me stop rambling and give you directions.”
    He kind of liked her rambling. He liked a lot about her. When she’d given him directions he went to his room and grabbed what he needed. Roxi was on the phone when he strode through the living room. She tossed him a wave before laughter erupted from her. Ignoring his desire