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She nodded, still too shocked to respond verbally. The garden hose continued to spew out water as she stood there transfixed by the man who’d occupied her thoughts day and night for weeks on end.
“You could invite me inside.”
“Of course…” Forgetting the hose was in her hand, she gestured toward the house and thoroughly doused the front of his shirt and pants.
Carl swore and leapt back.
Candy looked at him in shocked horror, then burst out laughing.
“This isn’t funny,” he growled, slapping his hand against his front in an effort to get rid of the excess moisture.
Candy hastily turned off the water and moved inside the house to provide him with a towel. She hadn’t wet him on purpose, but she couldn’t think of anyone who deserved it more.
“Take off your shirt and I’ll stick it in the dryer.”
He stripped it off and handed it to her. She realized her mistake the moment she saw how broad and muscular his shoulders were. His powerful chest was marked by a patchwork display of short curly hair.
They’d made love, may have even created a child together, but this was the first time she’d ever seen Carl without his shirt. The sight was something to behold.
Unfortunately, letting him know that would be a mistake. “It might be best if you kept your pants on,” she mumbled, and made her way to the laundry room.
“I disagree,” he said.
She was surprised to realize he’d followed her. Standing there next to the dryer, she dragged a deep breath though her lungs. Leave it to Carl to turn the tables on her. Generally, her wicked tongue got her out of embarrassing situations like this one, but at the moment she felt completely devoid of wit. Her heart hammered wildly, and she feared she would blurt out something stupid and he’d immediately guess she might be pregnant.
“What?” he asked her softly. “No witty reply.”
He was behind her, so close, she could feel his breath stir the soft hairs at the base of her neck.
“I…I…”
He braced his hands against the smooth skin of her shoulders. His touch was light and gentle. So very gentle. Shivers of awareness chased up her arms.
“You’ve missed me, haven’t you, sweetheart?”
Candy closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She had missed him. Dreadfully so.
His voice was seductive and low as he slipped his hands from her arms and around her front, holding her backside against him. Candy was obliged to swallow an involuntary moan.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispered before he lowered his mouth to her neck. His tongue made moist circular movements against the highly sensitized area while his hands worked their magic.
Candy drew in a shaky breath and eased away from him.”No,” she gasped. “Not again…”
“Yes, sweetheart, yes.” Carl’s rasped voice sounded in her ear, separating the short distance between them.
Her breathing sputtered and her heart felt as though it were about to explode. This couldn’t be happening. Not here. Not in her laundry room with a man who only wanted one thing from her. Not with Carl who promised her nothing, and demanded her soul.
“Candy, for the love of heaven have mercy on me,” he pleaded as he twisted her around to face him.
With a sob, Candy buried her face in his shoulder. Oh how he tempted her.
“I need you, Candy.”
Not giving her time to think, he claimed her mouth in a bone-melting kiss.
“Let me show you how much I’ve missed you,” he managed between kisses, his lips tugging at hers.
It cost her the earth to break away from him.
