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Nicole felt like crying. “I’ll get cleaned up, and we’ll go out to eat.”

“Cool beans. I’ll be on the balcony when you’re done.”

“Okay.” She wandered into the bedroom, kicking off her shoes. She pulled her T-shirt over her head, stripping down to her bra and panties as she started the shower. She stood under the spray. Before she knew it, she was crying—sobbing out her misery. They talked every day. She shouldn’t let one missed call mess her up, but it was frustrating not getting to hear his voice. Just one word in his incredibly sexy accent could’ve set her world back on its axis.

Shutting off the water, she exited the stall, drying herself off and shimmying into a clean set of underclothes. She wandered to the closet, picking out a cute little skirt with a top to match, and sliding her feet into a nearby pair of flats.

As she sat down to dry her hair, her cell phone beeped. She wanted to cry. She missed Reece’s call again. She dialed her voicemail, listening to the message.

“I miss you, luv. I just wanted to hear your voice, hoping you wanted to hear mine. Call me back and make my night a little brighter.”

Nicole bit her lip as she dialed his number. He didn’t pick up, as she knew he wouldn’t. She left him a message. “Tag, you’re it. I miss you too. Wish you were here or I was there, making love instead of playing phone tag.”

“Why don’t you hang up the phone and do that,” he said. She swiveled on the stool. Reece was standing in the bedroom doorway.

“Colin!” she squealed as she leapt into his arms. “Oh God, what are you doing here?” She was crying again.

Reece eased her out of his embrace, tugging her chin up. “You’re all discombobulated again, aren’t you?”

“Well, duh,” she said, hugging him tight. “I don’t want to do this anymore. I don’t want to do any of it.”

Did she mean the engagement? Was she backing out? His eyes were tender as he gazed at her, wiping away her tears with his thumbs. “You need to do this, Nicole. In a few weeks, filming will begin. We’ll be together. Everything will be fine.” She remained silent. “I thought I overheard you say you wished we were making love.”

“I can’t. I promised Lindsey we’d go out to dinner.”

He grinned. “Lindsey left a few minutes ago with orders to stay gone for the next ten hours.”

Nicole shook her head. “Tell me you did not kick my sister out of her own hotel room.”

“I want to strip you down and cover you with my body. I don’t want an audience for that.”

She shivered. “I see your point.”

“I gave her an added incentive. I introduced her to Damon Westmore.”

Her eyes widened. “Wow! She’s been slavering over him for years. I think you just became number one brother-in-law.”

He laughed. “I hope so.” He pulled her up on her toes for a kiss. “How do you want it, Miss DeLancey? Up, down, or sideways?”

She wrapped her arms around his neck “I get to choose?” she asked, trying to crawl up his leg.

His hands slithered down her sides then around to cup her buttocks. “Not at all. We’ve got plenty of time. I’m thinking I want you at least a half of a dozen ways.”

She ran her tongue along the underside of his jaw, up to his ear, nipping the lobe. “You’ll wear me out.”

He grinned, tossing her on the bed. “That’s the plan,” he said as he covered her body, making her his again and again.

Chapter 12

Reece slid out of the bed, trying not to wake Nicole. She was finally asleep, staying awake for hours and talking with him. It was nearly time for his flight. He didn’t want to miss it, but he didn’t want to leave her either. Something was wrong, but he didn’t know what. She was nervous and twitchy, very unlike herself. And she wasn’t wearing her ring.

He dressed in the dark before moving to the living room. Lindsey was asleep on the sofa, the TV turned low. He nudged her shoulder. She rolled over, blinking at him with sleepy eyes.

“What time is it, Reece?”

“It’s nearly five. What time did you get in?”

“About an hour ago. It was all quiet on the bedroom front, but I didn’t want to take any chances.”

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