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“Thanks,” I said, reaching for them. The towel was slipping, and I grabbed for that too. I couldn’t hold both, and I felt the towel was more important.

My clothes tumbled to the wooden floor; both Colt and I didn’t notice as we continued to stare at one another. Something was brewing between us, something I would be smart to resist. I was about to open my mouth to warn him off, but Colt turned and stalked away.

Chapter 6

“Mia,”someone whispered. “Come on, darlin’, wake up.”

My gaze fluttered open and I stared into dark brown eyes with tiny lines at the corners. Sunlight winked through the blinds, telling me it was morning.

I sat up and absently ran a hand through my hair, wincing when I encountered a snarl.

“Why are you on the couch?” Colt asked as he stood over me.

His coffee colored hair was damp and he clearly had already showered. His white T-shirt showed off his muscular chest and the golden light of the sun highlighted the gorgeous ink on his skin. Ink I hadn’t been able to get a good look at yet.

Lack of caffeine was surely responsible for me reaching out to grasp his right hand. “F-O-R-T. Fort? What’s that mean?” I ran my fingers across his knuckles.

Colt made two fists and put them together. On the left hand were the letters U-N-A and then the Blue Angel’s skull with wings logo on the fourth digit.

“Fortuna,” I said. “Fortune in Latin.”

He looked impressed. “You got any ink on you?”

I shook my head. Colt dropped his fists and then asked, “Didn’t you go to bed in the guest room?”

“I did.”

“Then how did you wind up down here?”

“Woke up in the middle of the night with a throbbing wrist. I got up to take some Tylenol. Sat down to give it a minute to work and fell asleep on the couch.” I heard clanking in the kitchen and looked at Colt. “Someone’s here?”

“Zip. Coffee’s on if you want some.”

“I didn’t even hear the doorbell ring,” I murmured.

Colt smiled. “You were conked out.”

I followed Colt into the kitchen, wondering if I should’ve taken the time to put on real clothes.

“Mornin’,” Zip greeted as I poured myself a cup of coffee.

“Good morning.”

“This guy treating you right?”

I smirked at a stoic Colt. “He’s a gallant host.”

Zip chuckled. “Yeah, I bet he is.”

“What brings you here so early in the morning?” I asked Zip, blowing on my coffee in hopes that it would cool down faster.

“Business,” Colt answered for Zip but didn’t elaborate.

“Learn to be more succinct, Colt, really.” I set down the coffee cup and went to the refrigerator.

“Succinct?” Zip asked in amusement. “Someone went to college.”

With my hand on the fridge door, I peered behind me at the two of them. They were staring at one another, conversing without words like leather-wearing cavemen.

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