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experienced the kind of wicked passion she read about by the light of her e-reader before bed. The kind she’d barely scratched the surface of when she was rebelling before her parent’s accident. Looking back, none of her intimate relationships had ever given her as much pleasure as she gave herself.
    It was a pathetic thought, but it was the truth.
    Even worse was the feeling that Mr. Observant knew it. Knew how lacking her sex life was, how obviously lacking her parenting skills had been and recognized her for the future spinster schoolmarm she was already becoming.
    She stepped away from him. “I should let you get some rest. Miguel told us you were traveling on business. Jinny and I will leave first thing in the morning.”
    “Don’t,” the command was subtle, but she could hear it. “I apologize for offending you, Alicia, but after tonight’s revelations I could use the company. Don’t go just yet. Please, sit down and talk to me.”
    He gestured to the long rawhide couch that lined the far wall of his office. “For my aunt’s sake, I’d like to know more about his life in New York. Tell me how he and Jinny met.”
    She was walking toward the sofa before she could think of a way to reject his suggestion. But then it wasn’t a suggestion. Nothing he said seemed to be. As a rule she hated men who were too sure of themselves, too bossy and used to getting their way. But he wasn’t like that at all. He was…
    An irresistible force. Irresistible. That was the right word.
    Alicia sat down and reached up to rub her shoulder absently, feeling the pinch the shower hadn’t quite worked out.
    He noticed. “Are you hurt? I grabbed your wrist before…did I injure you?”
    “Not at all.” She smiled ruefully as he sat down beside her. “I came back from the store yesterday with a flat tire. I think this happened when I was tightening the lug nuts back into place. It’s fine.”
    “What’s a tiny thing like you doing changing a tire alone?”
    Alicia rolled her eyes. “What is that kind of question doing out of the nineteen-fifties?”
    Tracy held out his glass with a chuckle, raising one eyebrow when she hesitated. “My way of apologizing to the women of the world, particularly all those in my family who would have me tarred and feathered if they heard me say it. Lightweight or not, a taste of this will help relax your muscles. Drink.”
    Alicia took it, unable to look away from him when she took a sip of the strong whiskey. When she coughed in reaction he took it from her and set it on the table, patting her back lightly before taking her shoulders in his hands and turning her to face away from him.
    “Mr. Reyes, what are you doing?”
    She bit back a moan when his strong fingers pressed into her sore muscles. “I’m ensuring the comfort of my guests, Ms. Bell. You are the aunt of my future cousin. I wouldn’t want it to be said I didn’t do everything I could to make you feel better. While I do have a hot tub outside that would do the trick, you will have to be satisfied with this. I’m not willing to wait for the story of Jinny and Miguel.” Her chin dropped to her chest and she gasped when he rubbed the exact spot that was causing her pain. “Do you want me to stop?”
    She should. She didn’t know him. It was strange and totally inappropriate and it felt absolutely wonderful.
    Did she want him to stop? God, no. She shook her head mutely, unable to react normally with his hot, rough hands sending electric zings and shivers through her melting body.
    “You could do this for a living.” She couldn’t remember the last time anyone who wasn’t being paid by the hour had given her a massage.
    “Thank you. Now tell me how they met.”
    How could she think? It felt so amazing she couldn’t bring herself to care that a stranger was touching her with more intimacy and skill than she should be allowing. He was that good.
    He was also, it turned out, an amazing listener.
    She found herself telling him