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Max had been whispering in her ear asking questions.
There was nothing unusual about that. He was always scolding her and demanding answers. Though it came from love, she’d grown tired of the constant interrogation and had stopped telling him things. She’d even sworn she’d pulled the plug on her dangerous undertaking.
She hadn’t of course.
Not by a long shot.
But her forehead furrowed as she recalled her strange, lucid dream.
He’d been at her side talking about the license plate numbers. He couldn’t have known about them, but the vision had felt so real.
Stretching her cramped muscles and deciding she needed a long hot shower, she slipped from the bed and padded across the room. She was still wearing her tee-shirt, but glancing around the room, her parachute pants were nowhere in sight.
“Great,” she grunted, continuing on. “I guess I’ll be wandering around the house half-naked.”
Opening the door, she found a sleek bathroom with a gray granite countertop, a white bowl sink, a sizable, old-fashioned claw bathtub, and a stall shower. Pulling open the glass door, she turned on the faucets, then turned back around and opened the mirrored medicine cabinet. Finding a small bottle of aspirin, she gratefully popped two in her mouth.
The glass walls were already steaming up. Removing her shirt, she stepped under the water and took a mouthful to wash down the pills. Small containers of shampoo, conditioner, and bath gel sat in an alcove. She washed her hair, then added the conditioner, and stood back under the steaming shower,
“Good afternoon.”
Literally jumping backwards, she stared, wide-eyed, as Marco stepped in.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he murmured, wrapping his muscled arms around her.
“You gave me a heart attack,” she muttered, still shocked he’d walked in on her.
“When I popped my head in to check on you, I saw the bed empty and heard the shower running. Why are you so tense?”
“Why do you think?” she retorted, and was about to protest further, but caught herself.
Rebuffing him could piss him off, and if she played along, he might drop his guard. She might even learn a few things.
“Relax, or don’t you like surprises?” he asked huskily.
“That depends what they are,” she replied, shifting in his arms and staring up into his dark, seductive eyes.
“Do you want me to leave?” His voice had softened.
An array of conflicting emotions surged through her.
In spite of her shock and outrage, she couldn’t deny he was turning her on.
“I’ll take your silence as a no,” he murmured, leaning in and nuzzling her neck. “How’s your ass?” His hand suddenly clutched her backside.
“How do you think?” she said with a gasp. “Sore.”
“Glad to hear it. That’s exactly as it should be.”
“Why?”
“You know why,” he whispered, his lips suddenly against her ear. “You’re a very bad girl.”
“You just like saying that.”
“Perhaps, but it’s also true, and bad girls get their butts spanked… among other things,” he said, leaning back and pinching her nipples. “Damn, you’ve got gorgeous tits. I’m going to have fun with these babies.”
As his arm suddenly tightened around her waist, pinning her against his body, she felt herself surrendering, wanting more, and aching to be with him.
