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her. She wanted to believe in Ian and she would, damn it. He had never hurt her.
     
    Don't make him pay for the mistakes of others, Abbie. It's not fair. If he doesn't want you...fine. At least give him a chance.
     
    She remembered Sandy's voice telling her to be bold. In all other areas of her life...Abbie was bold. It was time to take the bull by it's horns.
     
    Or Ian by his cock.
     
    Abbie giggled nervously, surprised by her own thoughts.
     
    As she stepped further into the bedroom, the running water cut off and a door opened on the other side of the room.
     
    She gulped as Ian emerged, clad only in a towel that was wrapped around his waist. Her pussy drenched immediately and her nipples stood at attention. He was so beautifully made.
     
    She squeaked as he removed the towel, her breath coming hot and fast between her lips. Oh...holy hell. She was nearly dizzy with delight.
     
    "Abbie?" Ian either heard her or saw her. His eyes landed on her quivering form hovering by the bed.
     
    He grabbed up the towel to cover himself. Abbie huffed in disappointment. It was a pity to cover a body like his.
     
    "Hello, Ian." She greeted him softly. "I'm sorry to barge in. The door was open."
     
    He moved to her quietly and grasped her shoulders. His look of concern made her heart flip flop. He asked her urgently. "Are you okay, sweetheart? What are you doing here?"
     
    "I'm fine, Ian. I just needed to talk to you." Her voice sounded breathless...but she couldn't help it.
     
    He eyed her intensely, as if he was trying to make sure that there was really nothing wrong. "Okay...just let me put some clothes on and then we'll talk. Whatever is wrong...I'll take care of it, baby." His eyes didn't leave hers.
     
    Abbie bit her lip nervously. Typical Ian. Ready to conquer the world...solve any problem. God...she loved that about him. He was the strongest, most capable man she had ever known.
     
    Be brave, Abbie .
     
    "If you want to take care of my problem, you shouldn't get dressed. My problem involves you naked and probably in bed, but I can improvise if I need to." Okay...that was brave. Her voice was husky and seductive.
     
    His eyes shot to her face, his expression incredulous. "What are you saying, Abbie?"
     
    Oh God. He looked so raw and vulnerable that Abbie's eyes grew damp. Tears spilled over her checks as she whispered. "I want you, Ian. Please." Her voice was still shaky as she continued. "I thought you were just flirting or wanted a one night fling with an available woman. It never occurred to me that you might really just want me. That you might care for me."
     
    She heard his sharp intake of breath as he moved toward her. His arms came around her like steel bands and held her so tightly she nearly squealed. "Jesus, Abbie! Why would you think that? I care. Very much."
     
    She wrapped her arms around him and held on. It was like coming home. "I'm sorry, Ian. So very sorry if I hurt your feelings."
     
    Ian pulled back slightly and turned her face up to his. He brushed her tears away with his thumb. "It's clear that someone hurt you, Abbie. I hate it. I hate whoever did it. I'm hear to listen if you want to talk about it. Please don't ever think that I don't care." His voice was choked with emotion as he asked her quietly, "Abbie, are you sure this is what you want? That you want me? "
     
    "Yes, Ian. I want you so badly I hurt." Her eyes were shining with adoration that she didn't try to hide. She wanted Ian to know how she felt.
     
    "Once I have you...I'm not letting you go." His voice held a warning that warmed Abbie to her toes.
     
    "If that's a threat...it's not working very well. I don't want you to let me go." Abbie's voice was seductive, her confidence restored by Ian's words, as she moved away to remove her coat. She let it fall to the ground without even looking at it.
     
    Ian groaned aloud as her coat fell away. "You're killing me, Abbie."
     
    Invigorated by his need, Abbie audaciously removed his