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Her sexual relationship experience wasn’t vast, but she understood guy-speak for “yes, but not now.”
“Your water’s ready.”
“Great.” She held her ground, refusing to release him. “Dale, you don’t just give a woman a soul-shattering orgasm and then toddle off like nothing happened.” Suddenly, she didn’t want to think of him with another woman. With a real fiancée—no matter how former she might be.
“Toddle off?” His eyebrows aimed for his hairline.
She glared at him, heedless of her nudity. “Of all those words, that’s what you heard?”
“It seemed the most absurd.”
“Absurd,” she sputtered. The man was impossible and still impossibly aroused. Why were they standing here arguing when she could be doing something about it? For both of them.
“Take your shower, Heather. Then we can work the evidence.”
He was attracted to her and recognizing that gave her courage. Assessing what that attraction meant in the big scheme of things could wait. A man didn’t touch a woman with the finesse and care he’d applied to her body if all he needed was a quick release.
Something else was bothering him. Something she wanted to root out. No, he might not realize it but she wasn’t letting him dodge her another minute.
“The evidence can wait, Mr. FBI.” She reached out, pushed the door closed and stepped in front of it. “We have more important things to address right now.”
***
Dale shook his head slowly.
They both knew she was a useless barricade, but he admired her determination and pluck. He admired far more than that. More than he should.
If he didn’t get away from her, he would take more than he should. Her body, lean and strong called to him like a mythical siren. Her attitude and current temper only enhanced the overall package.
Her skin was rosy from his attention. He’d never forget the way she surrendered to the sensual rush. She was incomparable.
Purposely being crass, he adjusted himself in front of her. Why couldn’t she accept a good experience and let the tangle of emotions and commitments go?
He’d known responding to that sweet kiss would be a mistake, but he hadn’t anticipated how quickly she’d reach inside him and pull out something he didn’t ever want to see again.
His heart.
“Take your shower.” She had no idea the baggage he carried around. He’d lived long enough to make serious mistakes that didn’t bear repeating. She was barely out of college. Everything good in life was out there waiting for her.
“You’re underestimating me.”
Yes. He had been from the beginning. “You let it happen,” he reminded her. “I’m trying to correct that now,” he said between gritted teeth as she took a step closer.
He saw it in his mind: he’d put his hands on her hips, pivot her around and make his escape. But then she asked the one question his ego couldn’t ignore.
“What are you afraid of, Dale?”
Damn it. “Too many things.” Failing. Lester. Pain. Bingham. Weakness. Her brother. Exposure.
His mind blanked, thankfully, when she stepped closer. Her scent surrounded him. He was lost. She didn’t deserve the images that flooded his brain.
“Take off your shirt.”
He yanked it from his body and then reached for his pants.
“Hold it.”
He froze, watching her warily as she sidled up to him. Her bare body pressed against him, her hands swept up his back and curled around his shoulders. She kissed him softly on the lips, careful not to make any contact below his waist. Tease. Then she stepped back out of his reach.
