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And as he thrust his tongue in her mouth and tangled
it with her own, she knew without a doubt that he really would make this trip
out here worthwhile.
    She just hoped that giving into her
hormones didn’t backfire on her later.

 
    CHAPTER-THREE
    January 2012
    Elena
     
    The sensual rumble of a gruff
baritone voice from the other room woke her up. Man she loved that voice. There
were times when he was buried deep inside her, making her feel like no one else
ever had, that he would say something in the moment with that growl, some
command, some encouragement, and it felt like a freakin’ purr. Of course, she
knew the walking wall of muscle that called himself Gage Ivanov wasn’t truly
purring. That had to be anatomically impossible for a testosterone laden guy
like him. Oh, but to some very sensitive girly parts she owned, probably the
only parts of her body that were feminine at all, they quivered at that almost
purr. It was sexual nirvana, that purr- tastic voice.
And after doing something that she’d never done before, which was maintain
something that resembled a monogamous relationship for a span of six whole
months, she was ready to admit that she was definitely in love with that voice.
She’d fallen head over heels for the man who owned it.
    Not that she’d confessed that
little bit of information to Gage. Oh no, she’d kept that under lock and key
from the moment she’d figured it out a little over a month ago. It had taken some
time to even convince herself that it was genetically possible for her to
experience the emotion called love for anyone other than her family. After all,
she was a Demos. And as her mother always told her, the Demos women did not marry. Nor did they let a man tie them down with such stigmas like a
relationship. No, they simply found good specimens to scratch the occasional
itch when it was needed. That might sound crude to the rest of the world, but
she’d yet to see her mother or two sisters settle down with a man for a long
term run.
    So the fact that she, Elena Demos,
middle child of the biggest anti-monogamy supporter in the known universe, was
lying in these sheets that were twisted around her naked body in her lover’s
bed, and considering becoming a one-man kind of woman, was just craziness. The
idea that she would ignore every warning her mother had ever lectured her about
in regards to men, and how they would only break your heart, so that she could
profess her newfound love for the man in the other room, was a big deal. There
was no telling how her mother or sisters would act when she let that cat out of
the bag. Hell, her mother who’d been so sick she was bedridden now, wouldn’t
cut her any slack at all. More than likely, Momma Demos would chew her up and
spit her out with a lecture to end all lectures. That might not scare other
grown adults, but anyone who knew her mother should be shaking in their flippin ’ shoes. It didn’t matter that Momma was a petite
package who only looked to weigh one hundred and thirty pounds soaking wet.
Elena had watched that small powerhouse of a woman put a grown man two times
her size on his knees, cupping his junk with both hands, and crying a river for
giving her mother a pat on the ass in a bar. In other words, she was scary.
    But as Elena listened to her lover
presumably talking to someone on the phone since she hadn’t heard any other
voices yet, she couldn’t help but think that it was time to tell everyone how
she felt. Gage had to feel something for her if he kept coming back to Fort
Bragg to spend time with her when he wasn’t even coming or going from his
latest mission. And he’d risked an awful lot in taking the chance to get
involved with her since it would be severely frowned upon should their
relationship come to light.
    But in retrospect, they hadn’t been
able to avoid what was between them. It wasn’t always pleasant. There was
something about the combination of their two personalities that just begged