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Chapter 10—Adam
     
    After dinner and nearly two shared bottles of wine—we cleaned up and walked into the living room with our half full glasses.
    “Adam?”
    “Anna.”
    “After I gave you my number, you didn’t call me. Why?”
    My breath was deep, as I considered what I was going to say. “You’re right I didn’t call you, intentionally.”
    I knew she didn’t want to hang her heart on this end-of–the-summer fling, but no doubt, my words hurt. Sensing that, I sat my glass down and wrapped my hands around her tiny waist keeping her in place.
    “Anna. I don’t know how fair it is for me to lead you on and then leave.”
    Little brown tendrils of hair fell around her face when she glanced down shifting her weight from side to side. It was when she looked up that I knew I was fucked.
    The flame in her eyes burned into me, and I knew without a doubt that I could make her melt. What I didn’t bargain for was my extraordinary reaction to her.  The sexy sway in her hips made me harden, and, as she brushed up next to my body, her eyes devoured me.
    “Adam. That is my choice,” she barely whispered.
    The AD’s words fired off in my head like a damn rocket but were a distant second to the tug coming from my body. I was so sexually wound up right now.
    “Adam…” she spoke softly, but her silent plea was deafening.
    Her head fell forward resting on my chest in defeat, as she understood I was standing my ground. But the mixture of the smell of her hair and her dusting of perfume enveloped me. As any remaining fight abandoned my body—I tugged gently on her head forcing her to face me.
    College degree, master’s degree, academy training, specialty training—yet so ill prepared for this moment.
    When her mouth parted with a pant, I gave her what she wanted. My lips covered hers and once again, I breathed life into her. Yet her breath…her touch…did something to me too. As her tongue skirted along my bottom lip, I fell under a spell I’d never been under before.
    The softest of whimpers echoed up her throat. I started to pull away when her elegant hands became a trap ambushing me and finding me untrained for this type of mission. Her passion was inescapable as her tongue dove into my mouth searching for mine. This kiss was like no other kiss I’d experienced.
    Instinctively, I broke free and forced myself away, taking the risk of hurting her. 
    “Anna,” I said, catching my breath and not wanting her to see my protruding shorts.
    Suddenly she flew past me, grabbed her purse and walked out onto the porch. “I get it, Adam. It’s ok.”
    Catching up to her, I captured her in my arms and tugged her back against me. “Listen to me. What do you want from me?”
    When her back relaxed against my aching chest, she shook her head back and forth.
    “Anna. Tell me,” I whispered next to her ear.
    “I want to be with you,” she barely said.
    I kissed the top of her head.
    “You’re referring to sex?” I asked unable to believe I was having this conversation and thanking God my predecessors never got this far—the thought pissed me off.
    She nodded. “It’s been so long, Adam. I’m not upset though. I understand that you’d rather not and that’s ok. But…”
    Almost violently, I spun her around so she could witness the desire in my eyes. “Anna Brice. If I for a second made you feel as if I didn’t want you, I’m sorry. I promise you I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman.”  Truth.
    With both hands, she gripped my face and reared up on her tiptoes brushing her lips over mine. “Give me the days you’ll be here. I know it’ll only be about thirty more but be mine during that time,” she implored.
    I gathered her hands and led her to the porch swing. “Just so I’m clear. You want to use me for sex over the next thirty days,” I joked with a slight chuckle.
    Her face flushed scarlet.
    “Lie down,” I said, patting my lap and she did. Her little body curled up next