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His eyes closed as if the gesture almost pained him. “Shayna.”

She came a half step closer, and it was enough to learn that he was rock hard against her belly. A whimper spilled from her lips as she pushed up onto tiptoes, her hands smoothing up toward his shoulders.

And then his eyes were open and trained on hers, a war roiling in their dark depths.

Through his shirt, she felt the edge of a bandage under her palm. She pulled back her hand, not wanting to hurt him. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

The next thing Shayna knew, Billy grasped and pushed her against the wall behind the door. He kissed her full on the mouth. It only took her brain the beat of one second to realize that he’d given her exactly what she wanted and to kiss him back.

And dear God, the way this man kissed. Like he’d been starving for it. His hands were holding her face and his body was pinning her to the wall and his tongue was tasting her mouth like he was desperate for her.

“You can touch me, damnit,” he gritted out around the edge of a kiss. She buried her fingers in his hair, and he groaned.

She moaned at the scorching intensity of the kiss. Her head spun and her pulse raced and her body absolutely bloomed with arousal. He ground that delicious hardness against her belly and she almost cried to feel it a few inches lower. And when his hands trailed down her body and one grasped at the curve of her ass, she lifted her leg around his hip.

Billy’s cock hit her right where she needed him most.

Shayna arched her head back against the wall on a cry.

“Jesus,” he said, still all over her. “We should stop this.”

“Don’t stop,” she said, her voice gritty with need.

“Fuck, Shayna.” His fingertips dug into the bare skin of her thigh where he held her to him. “We gotta stop this.”

“Why?” She pulled her head out of the haze of lust and forced herself to look at him.

His eyes were pure dark fire, but his expression was tormented, torn, uncertain. “Because I’m about thirty seconds from burying myself inside you.”

She was a hundred per cent sure that no one had ever said anything so sexy to her in her entire life. And she wasn’t any virgin. “That’s what I was hoping you might do, Billy.”

Hand on the wall above her shoulder, he pushed himself away from her. “Coming home to dinner on the table and a friendly face that was happy to see me, to friendship and company… I don’t think this house has ever felt so much like a home before.”

His words unlea

shed a warmth inside her chest. “That’s good. I’m glad. But I don’t see why that—”

“I don’t want to take advantage of you or your friendship because I’m such a lonely fucking misfit that I take more than what’s mine to have.”

An ache shot through that warmth, because the thought of him being lonely nearly slayed her. On top of the pain he’d revealed to her yesterday. The military required so many sacrifices about which people never even guessed. “You’re not taking. I’m giving.”

“Well, you shouldn’t,” Billy said, his tone tight. And was that regret, too? “Not to me. I’m sorry.”

Another step, and his hand dropped from the wall.

“Leave the dishes. You cooked, so I’ll do them later.”

And another until that ache became a widening chasm inside her.

“Thank you for dinner.”

Shayna couldn’t say a word. Stunned and confused, she was still pressed up against the wall and nearly aroused out of her mind. And then he turned away and went upstairs. The click of his bedroom door closing was quiet but final.

She’d just lived out a long-held fantasy in being kissed by Billy Parrish. It was more than she’d ever imagined it would be—hot and thrilling and so damn sexy.

Except, apparently, that he regretted it.

Chapter Six

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