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The pure pain echoing in his tone snapped her out of the shock of realizing—finally—that she really, really was in danger.

She hunched forward and scrubbed her palms over her face. “I don’t know why I didn’t fully get it all before. That I really could be hurt. Or gutted with a paperclip.”

“Forget I said that.”

She shook her head, and a curl drooped over her forehead. “It’s true, though. I wasn’t the original target, but now I am. Someone ransacked my apartment. They’re coming afterme.”

“I won’t let anyone hurt you.” He reached out, and using a callused fingertip, guided the curl off her forehead. It fell right back down, but he tried again.

After the third time, he realized it wouldn’t stay. He sank to the mattress next to her…and pulled her into his lap.

Oh god, he felt so good. Strong arms enveloped her, and his manly scent drew her closer. Leaning in, she gave his neck a light sniff.

“Are you…smelling me?”

“Uh-huh. You smell really good.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re the most confusing woman?”

“Andrew. Although he calls me a confusing kid.”

“You’re definitely not a kid.” Clay’s admission sent a shiver through her core. Heat surged right behind it, which made her pussy clench.

He pinned a hand on her hip. “Stop squirming.”

“Like this?” She rolled her ass against his groin.

Suddenly, she was tossed off his lap. She hit the bed flat on her back with her wrists pinned to her sides and a set of warm brown eyes blazing down into hers.

“You’re playing with fire.”

“Pretty sure you already set one inside me. Why don’t you put it out, Lexis?”

His eyelids slammed over his eyes, cutting her off from what he was thinking. The way his jaw locked and a pulse hammered in his neck proved that she got to him. A lot.

When he opened his eyes, the depths glittered with a warning that turned her on even more.

Lowering his mouth until it was an inch away from hers, he gritted, “I would love nothing more than to keep you in this bed coming for me all day long. But we are leaving as soon as you’re ready.”

She blinked, shuddering with anticipation at the first part of his statement and thinking harder about the second. “Where are we going?”

“I thought of something while you were still asleep. I’ll fill you in once we’re in the truck.”

Her brows shot up. “We’re really leaving?” The cabin wasn’t anything special. Hell, it didn’t even have food. But it was the first place she’d felt safe in her entire life.

Clay released his grip on her wrists and pushed upright. “As soon as you’re ready.” He glanced over her body as if noticing her for the first time. “Christ, Lark, what are you wearing?”

As she stood, the sweatshirt sagged low over her breasts and exposed one shoulder. Clay’s stare latched on to the hint of skin before trailing downward and lingering around her thighs.

She tugged at the legs of the shorts. “I admit they’re a bit snug, but it’s all I could find that I wouldn’t have to roll up twelve times so they don’t drag on the floor.”

His chest heaved. “Fine.”

“Glad you approve.” With that, she skirted around him. She only made it two steps toward the dresser before a low rumble vibrated the air in the room.

“Jesus, Lark. Half your ass is hanging out.”

She twisted to look at her backside, which wasn’t too easy. “Really? I do feel a little draft, and the shorts may be a little on the cheeky side.”

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