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electrons. He just wanted to be.
    “I don’t do this enough,” he said, gazing at the view and enjoying the feel of Mandy’s hand pressed against his own. “I promised myself, when I bought the place, that I would spend time down here by the water. Somehow that got lost.”
    She sighed. “Isn’t that always the way? I live on a little hill with a minor view. When I was first in the house, I would sit on the balcony and watch the sunset, followed by the lights in town coming on. It was pretty and very relaxing. But in a matter of weeks, it became commonplace. Why does that always happen?”
    He glanced at her, momentarily caught up in her green eyes. “Do you really want the psychological explanation or are you just making conversation?”
    She laughed. “What do you think?”
    “That you are more lovely than I remember. I’m trying to figure out if I have a faulty memory, or if you’ve become more beautiful.”
    Her breath caught in her throat. “Wow. That was really good. You used to fumble over telling me my dress looked nice. You’ve been practicing your compliments.”
    “I’ve learned to say what I think,” he corrected, angling himself so he stood in front of her.
    Slowly, so she could pull away if she wanted to, he brought up his free hand and lightly traced the curve of her cheek. Soft skin, he thought. Soft, warm and very appealing. He tucked her hair behind her ear and stared into her eyes.
    This close he could see the different shades of green that made up her irises. Her pupils dilated slightly.
    His overdeveloped intellect instantly began pumping out information about the possible causes of that dilation. As the sun continued to shine brightly in the sky, the most likely cause was sexual arousal. Scientifically—
    Shut up, Rick told his brain, turning his attention to Mandy’s full mouth. Her breathing had increased, but then so had his. Doing what he was thinking of doing was several different kinds of crazy. It was also irresistible.
    He lowered his head until he could press his mouth against hers. The soft kiss should have been pleasant. He didn’t remember much about what had happened before when he’d kissed her, so he had only minor expectations. He was unprepared to be swept away.
    The instant skin contacted skin, his body heat flared. Need roared through him with the subtlety of a laser beam cutting through metal. Blood bubbled, boiled, then pooled in points south, and all this with the lightest of pressure.
    He angled his head slightly and pressed a little more firmly. She responded by leaning into him. Somehow they weren’t holding hands anymore. His were on her waist and hers rested on his shoulders. He took a step closer, or maybe she did, he wasn’t sure. There was too much data for him to…
    The hell with it, he thought, consciously turning off his brain and feeling the moment. They pressed together, straining slightly, both greedy for more. He was intimately aware of her soft breasts pressing into his chest. His fingers twitched slightly as he thought of sliding higher and touching her there. Cupping her, teasing her nipples until they were as hard and ridged as he was.
    Instead he concentrated on her mouth. He licked her lower lip. The sweet taste of her stunned him into licking it again, then gently drawing her lip into his mouth and sucking. Pulsing need grew with each nanosecond of contact. When she parted, he didn’t need a second invitation to sweep inside.
    At the first brush of her tongue, a thrill shot through him. His arousal throbbed as more and more blood rushed into already engorged flesh. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer still, wanting them to meld into one symbiotic being.
    He felt her hands on his back. They moved up and down, making him wish she touched bare skin. The kiss deepened and became more frantic. The impulse to lower her to the ground and take her right there nearly overwhelmed him. He was as sexually out of control as he’d ever