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god,” she snorted, “You’re a guest here?” she asked with a nervous laugh. “That’s just as bad. He has a strict rule about not fraternizing with the guests. Well,” she let out a deep sigh, “at least I only have to worry about getting myself out alive.”
    “I’ll keep you safe,” he said, pulling her down on her back so he could see her face. She was even more beautiful this morning. He loved her tousled hair and how soft it felt lying across his arm, smelling like coconut. He couldn’t help but lean down and kiss her soft peach colored lips. When his lips brushed over hers, she sucked in a breath and closed her eyes.
    “You’re beautiful,” he whispered. “I dreamed about you all night,” he pressed his lips against hers. Parting her lips to let him know she wanted more, he responded. He swiped the tip of his tongue over the roof of her mouth, found her tongue and moved with it, exploring until he pulled back and licked her bottom lip for a brief second and carefully caught it between his teeth, then he slowly stopped. He took his finger and slowly outlined her cheek and jawline. A heat wave rushed over her seeing the longing in his eyes. When she felt his jean clad erection on her leg, her brain screamed stop, she was making a mistake, but her body wasn’t listening. Was she dreaming?
    Trailing his finger down around her chin, he slowly moved past her collarbone to her cleavage. Gently cupping his hands around her breast, he paid particular attention to the hardened nipple beneath her tank top and black satin lace bra. He stared into her eyes and lowered his head until their lips touched again. His kiss was firm and determined, tilting his head to cover her mouth with his as he kissed her . She raised her arms around him, running her fingers around the nape of his neck. His body was warm and he smelled delightful. He leisurely moved his hand down past her waist, slowly running his hand between her legs. She arched her back in delight and pulled him closer. Their kiss became deeper and harder until they heard movement in the bed next to them.
    “Jesus,” he whispered and groaned softly. “I really should’ve gotten my own room.” She smiled as he kissed her forehead and released his grip on her.
    “It’s just as well. I really need to get out of here.”
    He brushed his lips across hers one more time before rolling over to get control of his stiffness.
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    “Damn, what time is it?” Becky growled.
    “Six-thirty, do you have to work today?” Alana asked.
    “I’m on call, but damned if I’m going in.” She raised up in the bed, blocking the sunshine coming through the drapes with her hand. “My head is throbbing.” She looked rough.
    “You know what cures a headache don’t you darlin’?” Dusty was awake, rubbing her back with a sly smile rising on his mouth, “mornin’ sex.”
    “Damn if you’re not the cutest thing this side of the Mississippi.” Becky leaned in and laid a lip lock on him. She was from Freeport, Mississippi, and proud of it.
    “Hey, why does this room look familiar?” she stopped, looked at Alana, then around the room.
    Alana chuckled, “it’s Uncle James’s place,” raising her eyebrows.
    “Ah shit!” Becky rubbed her temples. She knew the horror stories of Uncle James. She had only met the man a couple of times, but that was enough to know what an ass he could be.
    “Who is Uncle James, and why do we give a damn?” Dusty asked, pulling Becky back toward him.
    “Alana’s hard ass uncle, that’s who. And if he finds her in here, he’ll not only throw us out of here, he’ll have us escorted to the state line.” She was lowering Dusty back down on the bed straddling him.
    “Ride’em cowgirl!” he began bucking her, waking Ella abruptly.
    “Damn you guys!” she squealed “Stop, you’re making me sea sick!”
    They all laughed. Alana looked at Logan and hated that she had to go, wondering if he would want to see her again.