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His mouth salivated. The memory of the taste of her skin called to him, and his cock took notice. The woman was a walking cotton candy confection, and he wanted to eat her up. He didn't get to do that last time.

It was all he could think about at the moment. He knelt beside her and brushed a piece of hair off her face. Her long eyelashes fluttered.

When her eyes finally focused on him, her thick lips formed a perfectly kissable O of surprise. He couldn't resist.

He leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were plump, and he wasted no time in sweeping his tongue inside. He savored her, kissing her slowly with a dreamlike intensity. He liked the feel of her tongue tentatively tangling with his.

He slanted his lips and placed his hands on the chair, probing deeper. He wanted all of her with a desire that slammed into him like a tidal wave.

The depth of his need for her made his heart race in panic. No, she couldn't be here. He was on a mission, and she could be caught in the cross-fire. No, she was already too close.

It would never work. Visions of his ex-girlfriend made the kiss turn from heaven to ash on his tongue, and he pulled away.

She blinked up at him, the dazed wonder on her face sending a pang to his chest. He was afraid of this slip of a woman. She jeopardized the entire assignment.

No, not just the mission. She was a weakness he couldn't afford.

"What are you doing here?" his voice was harsher than he intended. Pain lanced up his back from the crouched position, drawing a grunt. He shifted and sat on the other reclining chair, leaning back with a sigh.

She moved onto her side to face him as she yawned. "Nana and Ray set us up. They're matchmaking. I didn't know you would be here until I checked in."

He closed his eyes and groaned. "I should've guessed. He gave me the printout of the reservation confirmation for Christmas but didn't say anything that night we opened presents. It wasn't until I opened the envelope and called him the next day that he explained."

"Why'd he send you here? Nana said something about work being rough on you?"

He sighed and nodded, crossing his arms. "Yeah, I'm on sabbatical while my back heals."

Silence descended between them, then she said, "What happened with your injury? You were pretty stiff in December."

He smirked, "I'll say."

She grinned and blushed, ignoring his comment and looking down. "All I know is what Google showed me and what Nana mentioned. Something went down last summer, and the article said—"

"That's not open for debate." He winced at his tone of voice, but kept his eyes closed and reached for his phone. "Hold on, I'm calling Pops."

He sighed while listening to it ring. He saw her sit up and cross her legs to sit criss cross on the chair, making her dress ride up her thighs. His dick liked that, so he closed his eyes. He had to stay impartial. He couldn't get too close.

He certainly didn't need any more of that particular temptation.

The phone rang, then a gruff voice called, "Yeah?"

"What the hell is going on?" Mason growled.

Ray chuckled, surprising him. "Found your roommate, did ya?"

Mason swallowed hard past the lump in his throat and glanced at Lucy. "Sure did. Why is she here, Pops?"

"The girl graduated. She's there to celebrate her success, I reckon."

Mason rubbed his head. "Is that why you pushed for me to take the sabbatical? So you can throw us together? This is low, Pops. I didn't take you for the matchmaking type."

Lucy's brow rose as she shifted on the chair, pushing her tits up in the dress and showing some too nice cleavage. She was beautiful in the winter when she was all bundled up, but with this tropical weather, she was simply glowing.

He frowned as Pops continued, trying to steel his resolve.

"I pushed for you to take the trip so you could get some distance from what happened, so you'd take it easy and finish healing. It's been months, and you still haven't come to terms with it."

"I know, Pops, because I have to work—"

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