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release.

      Her climax seemed to go on forever. Wave after wave of perfection rocked through her, sucking away her will to do anything but feel this forever.

      Eventually, though, she became aware of his hardness pressing into her leg. She opened her eyes and found Todd smiling down at her.

      “That was good,” he said. “At least it was good for me. I’m thinking it was better than good for you.”

      “It was,” she said as she traced his lower lip with her thumb. “Ready for some better than good of your own?”

      “I thought you’d never ask.”

      He eased between her thighs, then pushed until she felt him entering her. He was big and thick, stretching her. She arched her hips toward him, wanting to take all of him. He withdrew, entered her again and she wrapped her arms round him, pulling him against her, enjoying the weight of him nearly as much as what he was doing to her body.

      Because it had begun again. The sense of need and wanting. The growing heat as muscles tightened in anticipation of a spectacular ride. Faster and faster, pushing, filling. Her breathing became as ragged as his. She felt his arms begin to tremble as he sought that moment of no return.

      She’d been empty for so long that she’d forgotten the glory of being filled by a man intent on pleasing them both.

      He bent down and kissed her as the sensations claimed her, and then he groaned and pushed in deeper. She felt him stiffen before he stilled and shuddered.

      

      When they’d cleaned up and slid under the covers, Julie rested her head on his shoulder. He had his arm around her, she had her thigh nestled against his. This was one of life’s perfect moments, she thought happily. Those times she would look back on later and think, That was a great night.

      “Thank you,” he said as he played with her hair. “That was pretty…”

      “Spectacular?” she asked, feeling content.

      “I was going to say amazing, but spectacular works.”

      She closed her eyes and smiled. “I’m deeply out of practice. I appreciate the lesson bringing me up to speed.”

      “You didn’t act like you were out of practice. You acted like you’d read the manual on how to push all my buttons.”

      The smile turned into a grin. “Really? All of them?”

      “Well, maybe you missed one.”

      “I’ll have to catch that next time.”

      He chuckled. “Words to make a man your love slave forever. Can I stay?”

      Three little words that got her attention in a big way. She might have been out of the dating game for a while, but she remembered most of the rules. After sex, especially an encounter so unexpected, most guys preferred to dress and run. She didn’t have a lot of personal experience, but she’d had enough friends cry on her shoulder to be familiar with the practice.

      Todd wanted to stay? Here? With her? Tonight?

      A little bubble of happiness floated up from her tummy to her chest where it gave birth to about a thousand other little bubbles.

      “I had plans for later,” she said, deciding going for casual was best for both of them. “I guess I can cancel them.”

      “I appreciate that. Do you snore?”

      She laughed. “No, do you?”

      “I’m a very quiet sleeper.” He shifted so that he could kiss her. “Not that I expect either of us to get much sleep tonight.”

      

      Sometime after two in the morning, he watched the moonlight on Julie’s face and knew he’d made a mess of things from the beginning.

      It wasn’t supposed to have been like this. He wasn’t supposed to like her. From what he’d been told, Julie Nelson was a gold-digging bimbo who needed a good lesson and he’d been just the man to volunteer to teach it. He’d expected a vapid, over-accessorized bitch. Instead he’d found a beautiful, funny, intelligent, sincere woman who made him laugh and want to believe in possibilities again.

      Right now he should be feeling as if he’d done the world a favor. Instead he felt like a total jerk. He’d just created a hell of a mess and he had no idea how to fix it. He liked Julie. He liked her a lot.

      How was he supposed to explain that he wasn’t Todd Aston III, and that she’d just been set up to take a fall?

      Three

      Julie stood in her kitchen and held on to the edge of the counter. It wasn’t that the world was spinning so much as she thought it might at any moment. She half expected a bolt of lightning to come crashing through the roof, or at the very least, hear the ghost of Christmas Past.

      There was a man in her bedroom.

      Right now, even while she was supposed to be making coffee, Todd lay asleep in her bed.

      Until he had stepped inside last night, her place had been a man-free zone. After what had happened with Garrett, she’d wanted to keep it that way. She’d rented it after law school, furnished it with girlie stuff and her mattress had been practically virginal.

      Not anymore, she thought with a grin as she reached for the can of coffee and the scooper next to it. She had languid, morning-after glow and a couple of sore muscles to prove it.

      She added water and flipped on the coffeemaker, then leaned against the counter. In theory she should probably be having regrets or even second thoughts. Last night really wasn’t like her at all. She was more sensible, more careful, much less impetuous. Which she would go back to being very soon. Right now she just wanted to wallow in the hot memories of what they’d done.

      She felt good—too good to feel bad.

      “Morning.”

      She glanced up and saw Todd standing in the doorway to the kitchen. He’d pulled on his slacks and his shirt, but hadn’t buttoned the latter. She could see bare skin and tapered muscles. He also looked mussed, unshaven and too sexy for words.

      Unexpected shyness gripped her. “Hi,” she murmured, then cleared her throat. “I’m making coffee, which you can probably guess.”

      “Good. Thanks.”

      His dark gaze settled on her face. She had to fight the need to smooth her hair, even though before entering the kitchen she’d stopped in the bathroom to wash her face, brush her teeth and make sure her hair didn’t look as if it had been attacked by angry birds.

      She had no idea what he was thinking. He probably did this sort of thing most mornings, woke up in a strange bed. She could let him set the tone. Except that wasn’t her style. She was far more take-charge. Her sisters would be happy to provide testimony on her behalf.

      “So I’m out of practice,” she said with a shrug. “The whole strange-guy-in-my-bed and all that. I didn’t expect last night so I certainly didn’t prepare for this morning. What would you like to do? Shower? Leave? Get my phone number?”

      He folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the door frame. “You’re honest.”

      “As I was last night. It’s kind of something that sticks with me. I like to think I’m a trendsetter. Plus, I’ve never understood the thrill of lying. The truth comes out eventually.”

      “Interesting point. What are your plans for the day?”

      Plans? It was a Saturday. “I, ah, have to run some errands. I brought some work home and I’m meeting my sisters later for lunch.”

      “Busy lady.”

      “It happens. And you? What are you doing today?”

      “Meeting my cousin, but that’s not

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