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I unbuttoned and unzipped my uniform, tossed the bra, lost the gun belt, shoes, underwear, and socks. By the time I was done, so was he. From the appearance of his body, he was as aroused as I was; naked, we met in the center of the room. Our lips crushed together. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he walked forward until my back met the wall, then drove home.

I clung to him so my head didn’t bang drywall. He was rough; I didn’t mind. I’d been on the edge since his finger had first inched from my thigh to my clitoris as I drove through town. He’d been asking for this without words, and now I was, too.

The slap of flesh against flesh was loud in the silent room. Our breath harsh, our movements harsher, I began to convulse, to clench around him. He plunged into me once and went still.

“Ian.” I arched, pressing against him, and saw stars behind my closed eyelids.

“Grace,” he answered. “Look at me.”

When I did, his were right there, that odd combination of brown, green, and gray. He stared at me with a curious expression, as if seeing me for the very first time.

“Ah, hell,” he muttered, then pressed his forehead against mine and laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

The shift from rough, intense passion to easy, gentle humor confused me. My body still hovered at the edge of orgasm, and I wanted to go there with him.

“I’ve gone and fallen in love with you.” He rubbed his forehead back and forth, his hair sifting over my cheeks like a waterfall. “Didn’t see that coming.”

I shoved at his shoulder. “You what?”

He began to move, slowly, surely, softly—in and out as he rained kisses all over my face. My hands clenched on his shoulders, and I rested my head against the wall, limp, oblivious, forgotten.

He tensed, pulsing within me, and I began to pulse, too, the sensation seemingly so much deeper now than it had ever been before. As the tremors faded he gathered me close and whispered, “I’m sorry.”

Chapter 34

When I came back to myself and heard what he’d said, I punched him in the shoulder. “What is wrong with you? You don’t make a girl come like that and then apologize.”

I left out the part about him loving me. I wasn’t sure what to say about that.

He kissed my hair and let me go, gathering my clothes and pressing them into my hands without meeting my eyes.

“What is it?”

“They’ll come after you now.”

I snorted. “Let them try.”

“They will. To get back at me. Just like they came after her.”

“We’ve had this talk. I’m not Susan. Whatever comes after me is asking for a very thorough ass kicking. Maybe I should learn how to roundhouse kick.”

“What?” His forehead creased. “Why?”

“Jack be nimble. Jack be quick. Jack still can’t dodge Chuck Norris’s roundhouse kick.”

“Are you okay?”

I guess that had been kind of random. “Never mind.”

I hadn’t realized how those jokes had seeped into my head. Maybe I should make Jordan stop. Then again, I wasn’t sure I wanted to start a day in the office without one. What fun would that be?

“What if they make you evil, too?” Ian drew his shirt over his head.

I picked up my shoes. “Then you’ll kill me.”

He dropped his pants. “No!”

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