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Her round blue eyes looked fearful, as she didn’t speak.

He stared at her mouth. Don’t do it Noah. Don’t. He ignored his logical side as he lowered his mouth and smothered hers. Forcing his tongue in, he took over, as was his way. He sucked on her tongue, and gathered her tight to his hard body, to his hard cock. The things she’d said had him so hard he thought he might burst. He punished her mouth as he grasped that fabulous ass and squeezed.

Her body simply melted to him. No fight, no resistance. Her mouth had opened to him as if she’d been used to his rough taking. Her eyes closed as she kissed him back like she was starved for him.

He finally came to his senses as he pulled his lips from hers and set her down. “How the fuck did you remember that?”

Panting and gasping, she shook her head.

He grabbed her arms. “Talk!”

She gulped and spluttered, “J-just a moment…”

He let out a frustrated sigh and fought to get a hold of himself. Dammit, kissing her and almost taking her—

“Y-you don’t remember fucking me?” she asked.

He stilled. “What?”

“Y-you said we came up here and we…” Her eyes were huge in her face.

FUCK! He did lead her to believe that. Yes, he had. But what was all that description?

“I-I thought that was what we did. I mean, why are you so mad?” she now shouted at him her body trembling.

He took a long look at her. Nipples erect through her lacey bra. Chest heaving. He stepped closer and eased a hand between her thighs. Yes, wet as wet gets.

Her body leaned toward his at the contact.

Noah stepped back abruptly.

Her body swayed like it had when she’d passed out.

He grabbed her. He was so fucking hard and so fucking pissed. But now it was at himself. The woman was picturing what she wanted them to do together. Obviously. Then something else hit him. Her descriptions fit the way he truly did have sex. Forceful, demanding. Commanding. She’d revealed herself in her details. So much for the quiz. She fucking passed.

You’d think he was a teen boy with his first chance at pussy. He felt disgusted at being shaken from his usual self control. Gently, he set her down and took a step away. He god dammed well better or he was going to strip her down and take her in all the positions she described and then a few others…

Noah shook away the elation of finding a woman so compatible to him, along with any other personal feelings, and his own images. Then he heard it.

Crying, a soft crying. His gaze dropped to her lowered head.

FUCK! Shit, shit fuck. He’d gone too far again. He’d always gone too far. In everything he did. The SEALS. Training, his missions. It was one of the reasons the military used him so often.

After all, he was the one who’d led her to believe they had sex in the first damn place. He opened his mouth to apologize. Then he shut it. “Look. I handled this all wrong. I-I’m…”

She raised her face finally, tears streaking her cheeks. “I just do not understand anything. What is happening? Why?” She swiped away her tears. “What happened to me? You know! I know you do. Did I hit my head while up here with you? Was I drunk and then fell? WHAT?”

He studied her. So, now do I tell the truth? I can see she is what she claimed…without a memory. If I tell her, I fooled her then she won’t trust me. He shoved his fingers through his hair in frustration. Well, after what I just did, she may not trust me anyways.

“What is my name?” she asked.

He halted and his troubled thoughts halted.

“I-I mean I couldn’t have just slept with you without even telling you my name!” She stood up looking upset. “I’m not a slut!” Pausing, her expression changed. “Or maybe I am? How am I to know? Did we meet at a club and I just said ‘yes, take me home, I’ll do ya!’ Then you took me all the way up here? It makes no sense. But then again, nothing makes sense right now.” Her chest was heaving and her face was getting paler by the dammed second.

Damn, I’d better get a handle on this. “Sit down,” he ordered.

She stared at him for a moment then did as he said.

He sat next to her. A name…her name… He looked up and out of the picture window. “Ridge. Your name is Ridge.”

Blinking her eyes, she looked over at him. “And your name?”

Yeah, that. He hadn’t thought of that. He couldn’t reveal anything true about himself. It was his rule now. He couldn’t bend that for anything or anyone. His life depended on it. “Harris.”

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