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I glance up to find her standing in the doorway to the hall.

“I’m going to take a shower, and then we can take care of this.” She swirls her finger in the air.

I raise an eyebrow. “This?”

“Oh-ho.” Her eyes gleam with scintillating wit. “Now look who’s repeating things.”

“That’s because I don’t know what this”—I imitate her finger swirl— “is.”

“The banter.” She bends forward as if to get closer without entering the room. “The tension.” She blinks.

“What?”

“Come on.” Her eyes roll. “You can’t deny it. There’s sexual tension between us.”

“Sexual tension?” It’s true, but I’ll die before admitting it.

“I take it that repeat was for processing.” She smirks. “Yes. Sexual tension. And when I get out of the shower, you can meet me in the bedroom. So we can eliminate the wonder and anticipation. You know, get it out of the way.”

I stare at her unblinkingly, afraid to open my mouth. Did she just suggest we have sex to get it out of the way? What the fuck? Sure, some guys might be interested in that, or at least the chance of getting laid for any stupid reason.

I’m not one of those guys.

“Okay. Fine.” She drops a hand on her shapely hip. “Whatever you want. I’ll do it.” She shrugs as if it’s a chore.

Fuck this shit. This woman has no idea who she’s attempting to manage.

I set my beer on the coffee table and stand. “First of all, I thoroughly enjoy the wonder and anticipation of it all. Along with the banter.” I walk toward her. Her body stiffens, and I think she’s holding her breath. Good. I’m glad I’m getting to her. Be it fear or want, whatever the fuck it is, she’s responding appropriately…for once.

“It’s like foreplay before the actual foreplay.” I stop in front of her. “Secondly, if I met you in the bedroom, it wouldn’t be about what I want.” I troll my eyes down her hot, tight, and ready to be sacrificed for whatever ridiculous reason body. “It’d be more about what you want.” I look back up at her. “What I could do for you.” I lean in close to her face. Her scent stampedes my nose, and the alluring smell tramples my concentration for a brief, annoying second. “And lastly, but most importantly”—I smile, regaining my lost thoughts—“it’s never going to happen because you’re Willa’s niece.”

“Really?” Her nose scrunches. “You’re going to hold that against me?”

“I most certainly am.” I straighten and walk back to the sofa, proud of myself for not surrendering to her seductive aroma or her sacrificing body for the cause.

“I’m a grown woman. Who my aunt is shouldn’t play a role in this!”

“Yet it does. Now go take your shower, Harper.” I wave her on as I start to take my boots off. “It’s not happening.”

“Fine. But good luck sleeping tonight on the sofa in the buff with all your wonder and anticipation.”

“Right back at you,babe.” Not looking at her, I give her a thumbs-up.

“Oh, don’t worry about me,babe. I’m not about to let this shit fester. While you’re out here being a good boy, I’ll be in your bed with my hand between my legs, taking care of myself.”

Fuck.

My head snaps up.

She got me with the image. Heat soars through my body, and blood rushes to the tip of my cock.

My eyes meet hers.

She gives me a sly, sexy little grin and a five-finger wave before disappearing from the door and leaving me to wonder which finger she’ll use to take care of herself.

Chapter 10

Imagining Cole on the sofa naked, I roll over, grab a stranded pillow, and wrap my arms around it.

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