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Soft here, then rough, cool, then searing, each feeling bumped
gently into the next, then merged into simple pleasure.
Whichever way she turned, there was something new and
thrilling. When she tugged his shirt away, there was the lovely
slippery slide of his flesh against hers, the intimacy of it, heart to
heart.
And her heart danced to the play of his lips, the teasing nip of
teeth, the slow torture of tongue.
The air was like syrup, thick and sweet, as he slid her slacks
over her hips. She struggled to gulp it in, but each breath was
shallow and short. He was touching her everywhere, his hands
slick and slow, but relentlessly pushing her higher and stronger
until the heat was immense. It kindled inside her like a brush
fire.
She moaned out his name, clutching the quilt and dragging it
into tangles as her body strained to reach for something just
beyond her grasp. As she arched desperately against him, he
watched her. Slid up her body again until his lips were close to
hers, and watched her. Watched her as, with quick, clever
fingers, he tore her free.
It was his name she called when the heat reached flash point,
and his body she clung to as her own shuddered.
That was what he'd wanted.
His name was still vibrating on her lips when he crushed them
with his, when he rolled with her over the bed in a greedy quest
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to take and possess. Blind with need, he tugged at his jeans,
trembling himself when she buried her mouth against his throat,
strained against him in quivering invitation.
She was more generous than any fantasy. More generous than
any wish. More his than any dream.
With sunlight pouring over the tangled sheets, she arched to
him, opened as if she'd been waiting all her life for him. His
heart pounded in his head as he slipped inside her, moved to fill
her.
Shock froze him for a dazed instant, and every muscle tensed.
But she shook her head, wrapped herself around him and took
him in.
"You" was all she said. "Only you."
He lay still, listening to her heart thudding, absorbing the
quakes of her body with his. Only him, he thought, and closed
his eyes. She'd been innocent. Untouched. A miracle. And his
heart was tugged in opposing directions of guilt and pure selfish
pleasure.
She'd been innocent, and he'd taken her.
She'd been untouched, until he touched.
He wanted to beg her to forgive him.
He wanted to climb out on the roof and crow.
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Not certain either would suit the situation, he gently tested the
waters.
"Bailey?"
"Hmm?"
"Ah, in my professional opinion as a licensed investigator, I
conclude it's extremely unlikely you're married." He felt the
rumble of her laughter, and lifted his head to grin down at her.
"I'll put it in my report."
"You do that."
He brushed the hair from her cheek. "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry.
I never considered "
"No." She pressed her hand over his. "You didn't hurt me. I'm
happy, giddy. Relieved." Her lips curved on a sigh. "I never
considered, either. I'd say we were both surprised." Abruptly her
stomach fluttered with nerves. "You're not& disappointed? If
you "
"I'm devastated. I really hoped you'd be married, with six kids.
I really only enjoy making love with married women."
"No, I meant& Was it was I was everything all right?"
"Bailey." On a half laugh, he rolled over so that she could settle
on his chest. "You're perfect. Absolutely, completely perfect. I
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love you." She went very still, and her cheek stayed pressed to
his heart. "You know I do," he said quietly. "From the moment I
saw you."
Now she wanted to weep, because it was everything she wanted
to hear, and nothing she could accept. "You don't know me."
"Neither do you."
She lifted her head, shook it fiercely. "That's exactly the point.
Joking about it doesn't change the truth."
"Here's the truth, then." He sat up, took her firmly by the
shoulders. "I'm in love with you. In love with the woman I'm
holding right now. You're exactly what I want, what I need, and
sweetheart " he kissed her lightly " I'm keeping you."
"You know it's not that simple."
"I'm not asking for simple." He slid his hands down, gripped
hers. "I'm asking you to marry me."
"That's impossible." Panicked, she tugged on her hands, but he
gripped them calmly and held her in place. "You know that's
impossible. I don't know where I come from, what I've done. I
met you three days ago."
"That all makes sense, or would, except for one thing." He
drew her against him and shot reason to hell with a kiss.
"Don't do this." Torn to pieces, she wrapped her arms around
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his neck, held tight. "Don't do this, Cade. Whatever my life was,
right now it's a mess. I need to find the answers."
"We'll find the answers. I promise you that. But there's one I
want from you now." He drew her head back. He'd expected the
tears, knew they'd be shimmering in her eyes and turning them
deep gold. "Tell me you love me, Bailey, or tell me you don't."
"I can't "
"Just one question," he murmured. "You don't need a yesterday
to answer it."
No, she needed nothing but her own heart. "I can't tell you I
don't love you, because I can't lie to you." She shook her head,
pressed her fingers to his lips before he could speak. "I won't tell
you I do, because it wouldn't be fair. It's an answer that has to
wait until I know all the others. Until I know who the woman is
who'll tell you. Give me time."
He'd give her time, he thought when her head was nestled on
his shoulder again. Because nothing and no one was taking her
from him, whatever they found on the other side of her past.
Cade liked to say that getting to a solution was just a matter of
taking steps. Bailey wondered how many more there were left to
climb. She felt she'd rushed up a very long staircase that day,
and when reaching the landing been just as lost as ever.
Not entirely true, she told herself as she settled down at the
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