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to haul her upright, and lost his balance, too, almost landing on her. She stiffened her arms against him until he’d regained his equilibrium and straightened back up.
    “Noah, really!” Grace sputtered from her position at his feet.
    Hoping to sound gentle rather than predatory, Noah stared down at her and said, “Out of those wet clothes, babe.”
    She lumbered upright in graceless haste and clasped her hands together over her sweater, as if to keep it on her person.
    What? Did Grace think he meant to attack her? Hell, he could barely keep from falling on his face. Not that the idea of having her under him didn’t appeal. It did. In a big way. But Noah doubted he was up to the performance. Gracie was the type of woman who deserved to be treated special.
    She was not a woman for a quick lay.
    Still, he noticed the frantic rise and fall of her magnificent breasts. Unable to stop staring, wondering how she’d look buck naked, Noah asked, “What’s wrong, Grace?”
    Noah actually heard her gulp. It had been a long, long time since he’d had to deal with a timid woman. He kind of liked it. Before becoming engaged to Kara—and even a few times after—women had come on to him with blatant confidence in their skills. Even Kara, though reserved in her genteel nature, had never doubted her appeal or her influence.
    Grace, however, looked like a bewildered rabbit, ready to bolt if he said boo.
    She hadn’t looked like that earlier, when she’d vehemently defended his abused honor. Noah grinned. Yeah, he liked it; he liked her, a lot.
    “There’s no reason for me to change my clothes,” Grace muttered, “because I’ll just get wet again when I leave.”
    Noah was drunk, no two ways about it, but he wasn’t dead. Grace felt like a balm, like a ray of warm sunshine in the middle of the storm, and he wanted her.
    He waited till she looked up, then snared her gaze. Her dark eyes widened warily. “I don’t want you to leave, Grace.”
    “You don’t?”
    Noah felt himself sway and squared his shoulders. “Will you stay with me, Gracie?”
    Her gaze skipped to the bed behind him. “Here?” she squeaked.
    That single word sounded like a suggestion, a seduction. His gut tightened. “Yeah.”
    Grace looked scandalized and…maybe full of yearning? Damn, Noah wished his head wasn’t so foggy with drink. He had the feeling that dealing with Grace would prove tricky. Especially since at the moment he wasn’t even sure of his own mind, much less hers. He only knew he wanted, and the wanting was somehow tied to Grace.
    For now.
    “Why?” Grace asked, still holding herself and still very uncertain.
    “I need you.”
    He said it without thinking about it, and Grace appeared to melt right before his eyes. Her knees went weak and she leaned on the dresser while devouring him with her deep dark gaze. Her lush mouth relaxed, her face softened, her entire expression became one of tenderness and acceptance and love.
    Noah hadn’t known he was starving till he saw everything he wanted so clearly in Grace.
    “Oh, Noah,” she whispered.
    Metering his pace so she wouldn’t run from him, Noah approached her. He slung the T-shirt onto his shoulder and, still holding her gaze, began unbuttoning her sweater.
    With a gasp, Grace looked down, away, everywhere but at him.
    “Hey.”
    She swallowed and shook her head, quivering—from cold or nervousness?
    “We…we should turn out the light.”
    “It’s not on.” But the curtains were drawn wide, and despite the rain-dark weather and low purple clouds, there was enough gray light coming through the windows that Noah could see her clearly. A good thing, since he wanted to visually explore her whole body, inch by luscious inch.
    He pushed the drenched sweater off her shoulders and inhaled sharply. Her breasts were more than a handful, full and heavy and so sexy his cock strained in his jeans.
    Her bra was the sturdy type, white cotton with an underwire, necessary to support a