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Parker
Pinned beneath a strong, warm arm, my body was sated. I reveled in the way I sank into the mattress, stretching languidly.
I’d been sleeping alone for so long I’d forgotten how good it felt to wake up next to someone.
But as I opened my eyes. The realization hit me hard.
Sucking in a sharp breath, I bolted upright. Except the second my back left the mattress, his arm tightened around me.
“A few more minutes,” he grumbled.
In all the time I had spent thinking about Paz, analyzing him and spinning out some fun sexual fantasies, I had never, ever pegged him as a cuddler. But here he was, nuzzling my hair and treating me to the full man bear snuggle experience.
Under normal circumstances, I would be in favor of this. But right now, I was reeling.
We had crossed the line.
The better part of the last eight hours had been spent naked. And damn if Paz hadn’t brought his signature intensity into the bedroom.
Not that we’d even made it to the bedroom until the third round. No, he had bent me over the couch first. Then we’d found our way to the floor in front of the fireplace. Finally, he’d carried me up to bed, where he went down on me until he recovered and was ready to do it all again.
No, we hadn’t just crossed the line. We’d decimated it. Smashed it to bits, burned what was left, and danced all over the ashes.
He was my client. I was on a job.
Somewhere along the way, the fake part of the relationship had blurred, but it was shimmering back to life now. Because this wasn’t supposed to be more than a cover. A means to an end so I could solve a murder.
We weren’t supposed to fuck each other senseless and spend the early morning hours cuddling naked.
But the world around us had shifted. My brain was jumbled, my stomach was growling for breakfast, and my lady parts were tingling, begging me to turn this snuggle session into something a little more orgasmic.
Suddenly, I was sweating and panicking. I needed to flee to the safety of my own room.
“Sorry,” I said, pushing his arm off me and sitting up. When I realized I was buck naked, I pulled the sheet up quickly. Though I was instantly annoyed with myself for being self-conscious in front of him.
“Don’t do that,” he said, tugging it back down. “I didn’t get my fill of you last night.”
Oh, I was in trouble. Because I didn’t think I’d ever seen anything as attractive as sleepy Paz. His hair was mussed, and he had a long sleep line across one cheek. Even soft and tender like this, he was still masculine and strong. Like he could cuddle me forever and protect me from all the evil in this world. But I wasn’t that woman, and let’s face it, he wasn’t that man.
“You look panicked. Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” I said, my voice way too loud for seven a.m. “I’m trying to figure out where we go from here. I can’t believe I was so unprofessional. Please know that I won’t let anything distract me from the work I’m doing for your family.”
He squinted for a moment, like he was considering my words. “I’m not judging your professionalism right now, Parker. I’m half asleep, and I’m trying to figure out how I can get inside you again.” He glanced down at his cock, which was very much awake and making its presence known through the thin sheet.
“This was a mistake,” I whispered.
His face fell, but he recovered quickly, donning a mask of indifference I’d become familiar with over the last few weeks.
“Listen.” I was ruining this with my crazy, but this was uncharted territory. I had never woken up after having acrobatic, intense sex all night long with a client who disliked me before. “It’s not personal.”
He laughed. “Of course it’s personal.”
Shit. “Okay, fine. It is personal. But we can’t do this again. Not only because it’s grossly unprofessional, but because things are already hard enough. It’s not a good idea.”
“So whatdoyou want?” He rolled over and propped his head on one arm. Damn, the curvature of his bicep could inspire a sonnet, I swear. Paz was strong.
Underneath all those dress shirts was the body of a lumberjack. Not shredded like a bodybuilder, but thick and strong and capable. Muscle meant for real work. And chest hair. Fuck, it looked so sexy on him. Just enough and unbelievably manly.
