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humor was priceless. Liking her came easy. “Don’t worry, we won’t.”
    He rolled them over to put her on top. Bad move. His shaft wasn’t the only thing limp as a wet noodle. His arms and legs were too heavy to lift. Damn. Why couldn’t guys recover from a climax as easily as women?
    Already past the recovery stage, Hallie played with his nipples and pecs, her breathing steady, eyes alert.
    Stifling a yawn proved too difficult for him.
    She slipped her forefinger into his gaping mouth and stroked his tongue. “You need a nap?”
    He pulled her hand away. “I’ll live without one this time.” He didn’t want to relinquish even a moment he could spend with her. “How about you?”
    She stroked his lips.
    “That tickles. Want me to reciprocate?” He touched her ribs.
    “Better not.” She cupped his balls. “Wouldn’t want to hurt you.”
    “You’re a good woman, but a bad, bad girl. I like that.”
    Her playfulness fell away, replaced by unease, the transformation quick and surprising.
    “What’s wrong?” He hadn’t a clue. “What did I say?”
    “Nothing. I don’t usually do this as a rule. In fact, never.”
    Uncertain how to respond, he weighed his response. Unfortunately, he couldn’t come up with anything better than the truth. “You mean sleep with guys you just met?”
    She turned bright red. “Didn’t your mom teach you to finesse conversations, especially difficult ones?”
    “Nope. Sorry. She always said to be honest. I am. Want to start over and we’ll do things your way?”
    Hallie laughed. “You’re impossible. I’m trying to be serious.”
    “Why?” Difficult or serious conversations weren’t on the program tonight. Erotic play and them getting to know each other was. He eased a tress from her velvety cheek. “We’re adults. No need to feel ashamed about sex. Doing what comes naturally is part of being human and, I might add, normal. If you’re worried I’ll think less of you because of this—”
    “I’m not. I…. It’s just that….”
    “Are you bi?”
    She made a face. “No. Not that I have anything against it. But I’m heterosexual, like you. Unless you’re bi.”
    “Not in this life.” He stroked her silky eyebrows. “Why do men scare you so badly? I know I shouldn’t be direct and say that, but they do. Me included. At least, before we talked at the tavern. And maybe now since we were intimate. Did a guy do a number on you?”
    “We shouldn’t talk about this.” She scooted off him. His weary rod slipped from her cunt.
    “Hey.” He rolled over to face her. “Why shouldn’t we discuss this or anything else?”
    “We barely know each other.”
    “Point taken. Let’s fix that.” He propped his head in his palm. “I could eat Mexican food morning, noon, and night. Offer me anything German and you’d have to threaten me with a gun to make me swallow it. I feel the same about Japanese food. Every damn thing they make is raw and slimy. Ugh” He shivered dramatically. “I like sports, but I’m not a fanatic. And yes, I’ll admit that I enjoy ice skating. The women’s costumes are cute, so sue me. I don’t have a favorite color. They’re all okay. I vote as an independent. Technically, I’m a moderate, fiscally conservative, but liberal on social issues. I don’t believe in war, especially those waged for profit, which is basically what this country has done for decades.” He tapped her nose. “You already know that if you were paying attention to what I said at the tavern. I like to read novels more than watch scripted TV or movies. My fave books are political thrillers, but dystopian sci-fi is good too, except for The Hunger Games. Maybe it’s my age, but I couldn’t get through them.”
    He stopped to catch his breath. “What did I forget?”
    “My father.” She gripped the comforter.
    “I’m not following. What about him? What’s wrong?”
    “You asked if a guy did a number on me. Didn’t you notice?” She pushed up and