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I laughed as I opened my door. “I am quite capable of helping you.”
I heard him sigh as I closed the door and rounded the back of my SUV. After I lifted the hatch, I gathered one of the bins, and he took it from my hands.
“What are you doing?”
“Just set them here on the driveway, and I will carry them in.”
I stared at him, then glanced at the door. “Is there a reason you don’t want me to go into your house?” Did he have someone at home?
“No,” he said quickly.
I pulled out the other bin and turned from him. “Then I am helping you carry them inside your house.”
“Ali, stop.”
I spun around. “Is there something that you don’t want me to see inside? Maybe you’ve been playing me; maybe you are involved with someone.”
He laughed. “You’re kidding, right?”
“No,” I said briskly.
He shook his head and went around me, pausing at the door to unlock it with a keypad that made little beeping noises. He pushed the door open and reached in to turn on a light. As soon as it was on, he set his bin down and told me to put mine next to it as he rushed past me and back to my SUV.
I set the bin down and stepped farther into his house. I was extremely interested in finding out more about the man who fascinated me and made my heart thud erratically.
I heard him groan from behind me. “Thanks, Ali. I got everything now. I appreciate the ride home.”
I turned slowly. “You really don’t want me in your house, do you?”
“No.”
“Why?”
He growled and let his head fall back on his shoulders for a second before he brushed a hand over his beard. The sound that it made gave me goosebumps.
“Ali, can you please just leave? It’s late.”
I started to walk toward him. “I’ll leave after you tell me why you don’t want me here.”
“It’s not that I don’t want you here, Ali; it’s that I’m having a hard time holding myself back.”
Maybe I was naïve, or overly tired, but I asked without thinking, “Holding back from what?”
“From picking you up and carrying you to my room and making you scream my name.”
“Oh,” I breathed, and his nose flared momentarily.
“So, if you don’t mind, I’d like you to leave, please.”
I stared at the door. I should go. I should say good night and walk right out that door, but what fun would that be? Not when I was craving the touch of this man.
I turned back to him. “No.” Then I walked away from him and toward the stairs.
“Ali, what the hell are you doing?”
“I’m making it easy for you. I’m going up to your room.”
“Oh, the hell you are.” Suddenly, I was in the air, and he was spinning me and putting me over his shoulder. He turned and was heading back to the door.
