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touch me. Know it, and keep it in your thick head that you don’t touch me! You don’t hug me, you don’t hold my hand, and you don’t stand within fucking three feet of me.”
    Cooper swallowed and stood back. With his shirt crumpled, his pants wrinkled past redemption, he looked sexier than ever before. Jenny forced her eyes to stay on his eyes.
    “You told me…you didn't have a girlfriend.” She bit out through clenched teeth, hugging his jacket tighter to sheathe her naked breasts.
    “I don’t. She’s not my girlfriend.”
    “But she has a key to your apartment. That screams girlfriend to me.”
    “Can we sit down and talk about this?” When she just gaped at him as if that was the most preposterous of ideas, he narrowed his eyes. “Please?”
    “No, Cooper. I’m not sitting down. On second thought, why are we even having this conversation? I don’t care. I’m not your girlfriend, and I don’t want to be your booty call!”
    She spun around and he grabbed her arm. “Don’t be stupid. You can never be my booty call!”
    She scoffed. “Yes, I can, Cooper. Look at me! I’m standing here half naked with your jacket on me, and we met when? Yesterday! After fifteen fucking years!”
    “Jen, seriously, you’re taking this the wrong way.”
    “Am I Cooper?” She glared at him and he ground his jaw together.
    The truth was, he felt helpless. Everything had happened so fast. One second she had been standing in the living room feeling like an imposition, and the next she was beneath him, with her perfect pink nipple in his mouth. God! She had tasted good. If he had ever fantasized about her in that situation, half naked, crushed under his body, at the mercy of his mouth and hands, he would never have guessed it would be so damn good.
    “This is a mistake…all of it,” she cried, looking at the carpet. “I never should’ve. We never, we can’t ever…”
    “Jen, just hear me out all right? I hired an architect, and I met Celia when she tagged along with him one day. She’s my architect’s sister, and that’s why she has a key.”
    “I don’t…don’t have to hear this,” Jenny muttered, reaching for the bedroom door.
    “Jen please. Don’t spoil this.”
    “Spoil what? This is...this is nothing. This was all a stupid, crazy mistake. All I needed was a friend and …”
    “Okay then…we take a step back. I agree,” he said through a throat which seemed to be stuffed full of dry clay. His mind was in overdrive, trying to find a way to cease the catastrophe that was waiting to strike. “This was not...right. It was impulsive. And we can move past it.”
    Jenny stared at him with an expression that made his heart twist in his ribs. “I don’t know, Cooper. I don’t have the energy for this. I don’t have the fight in me...at least not yet. I should probably go, it’s for the best.”
    “No way!” he said with a horrified chuckle. “No way, Jenny- ”
    “This was wrong from the beginning. I felt wrong being here, and now after this...” She blushed and his gaze dipped stubbornly to the black bra visible at the opening of his jacket. She was clutching it in a death grip. “I’ll manage something. It’s probably best if we quit pretending like we’re the same…we were kids, nothing’s the same. We grew up, and now things can get…tricky.”
    She was going to leave. She was going to leave, and after the disaster that had just ensued, there was no way he was ever going to hear from her again. He grabbed her arms and yanked her straighter, keeping a safe distance from her very desirable body. His mind was foggy, and his loins contracted in agonizing disappointment as he began speaking.
    “I agree, Jenny. This was a mistake. It was wrong, and hell! I’m sure now we both know it’s not even like something we would want to do again. It was uncomfortable to say the least.”
    Jenny flushed but kept a straight face. Uncomfortable? Not for me! That’s why I want to run.
    “So we can