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“Let’s keep moving, then, so I can warm the rest of you.”

They reached his hotel. “I need to grab my car keys from my room.”

She nodded, and he held the door for her as she entered the lobby. His room key card was required to operate the elevator. Alone in the box, she cursed her crutches because she would have enjoyed the anticipatory touching of holding hands.

The doors opened, and she made her three-pronged trek down the endless corridor by his side. She was pretty sure they’d traveled more than a mile by the time they reached his room.

Inside, she went straight to the window. He had a great view of the river. The Jefferson Memorial glowed brightly against the dark hillside of Arlington Cemetery.

Chris stepped up behind her. His arms circled her waist as his lips found her neck.

She tilted her head to give him better access. Heat bloomed at her core, and she placed her hands over his on her abdomen. “I’m in no rush to go home…if you’d rather stay here.”

His lips left her neck so he could answer. “I want whatever you want. We can stay here and binge-watch one of those shows you mentioned.”

She let out a soft laugh. “I don’t think I’m in the mood for television.”

“What are you in the mood for?”

Twisting on crutches wasn’t possible, so she tilted her head back, offering her lips over her shoulder. His hot mouth met hers, and they kissed like they’d just invented a new art form.

He nibbled on her bottom lip, his tongue tracing the scar.

He raised his head. “Can you feel when I suck on your lip like that? Or are the nerve endings severed?”

“There’s a small numb spot. Mostly I can feel it. Do it again.”

He chuckled and did as she commanded. “Keep telling me what you want. I love hearing what turns you on.”

She stroked his stubbled cheek as her head tilted back. “I want you to make me forget everything that’s happened in the last three months. I want you inside my body. I want to make you feel good while you rock my world.”

His eyes were molten hot as he ran his thumb over her bottom lip, pausing on the scar. “I can do all that. But you need to tell me if there’s anything I do that doesn’t feel right, or if you change your mind.”

She nodded and realized what he was trying to say, but struggled with how to word it. “If you’re worried that I was raped and might have a triggering memory…thankfully, I wasn’t sexually assaulted.” At least, the one attack had been stopped before it got beyond grabbing hands that were tangled in her skirt.

“I was hit several times. There was bruising and swelling. But the worst physical damage was to my ankle at the end.”

“Thank you. I didn’t want to ask something that’s none of my business. You said you want me to help you forget…and I was afraid we might do something that would cause you to remember.”

She supposed it made sense that a rape survivor might want to have sex to replace the memory with a welcome touch. Every woman handled trauma differently.

Chris Flyte was a good man and understanding in a way she hadn’t expected. She leaned forward on her crutches so she could turn to face him. Once she was in place, she rose on her good foot and settled her hands on his shoulders for support. His arms wrapped around her bottom, and the crutches fell to the side. At last, she was fully flush against him as they kissed long and deep.

She was breathless as she spoke against his lips. “I want you to make love to me, Lieutenant Flyte.”

He bent his knees and lifted her, draping her over his shoulder as he carried her to the king-sized bed that filled the center of the hotel room.

He placed her on the bed and said, “At your command, Dr. Edwards.”

Diana’s eyes were lit with desire as her fingers found the buttons of her blouse and slowly opened them, revealing a sheer bra that overflowed with rounded breasts.

He reached to help her undress, but she shook her head and gave him a different order. “Strip.”

He had no choice but to comply. He moved slowly, taking in her avid gaze as he revealed his upper torso.

She practically purred with delight, and he thoroughly enjoyed her reaction. It had been a long time since he’d shown off his physique to an appreciative audience.

He was honed sharp thanks to the latest deployment. She scooted to the edge of the bed so she could touch his chest.

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