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mean you’d just sleep with anyone, but—”
    She laughed, cutting him off. “Actually, I’ve slept with half the men in Weipeka,” she said.
    He stared at her, obviously knowing it wasn’t true, and she laughed again, angrily.
    As a look of guilt flickered across his face, she softened a little. Just a little. When she spoke again, the words were still harsh. “I haven’t had any sex since you left. None! There!”
    A long silence and gaze passed between them.
    “Why? I’m sure you’ve had offers.”
    “Duh! I’m a woman and men exist, and they think with their cocks!”
    Damian laughed and grabbed her arms, holding tight as she tried to pull away. “Case, stop. I’m just amazed that, with all the attention you must get from men, you haven’t gone out with any of them. Why haven’t you?”
    “How do you know I haven’t?” She stopped struggling as she watched him trying to control his maddening grin.
    His dimple betrayed him by flashing. “Have you gone on dates?” he asked.
    “No!”
    “Why not?”
    Because I can’t imagine touching anybody but you.
    “Others have been interested in me, but—it’s not the same as—” She wanted to clap her hand over her mouth as she saw his face light up again. She was doing wonders for his ego.
    “Not the same as you and I, right, babe?” He gently lifted her chin and made her look into aqua eyes. They glowed with heat.
    Shit. Suddenly she felt it too. Damn his charm!
    “No, not the same as you and me.” She tried to swallow and had a hard time. Her body seemed both shaky and weak, just as he’d affected her before. Help! “So what about you? Had your share of women?”
    Damian paused and lowered his lashes. “Not a lot, no.”
    “But you haven’t been living like a monk.”
    He paused and she held her breath. “I’ve slept with one person.”
    “Reese.” Her sarcasm bit.
    “You brought her up. Not me.” He seemed a little uncomfortable and she noticed that his gaze wandered away from hers.
    Jealousy did no good, but it bothered her that this Reese person had known Damian that way. In her mind, he still belonged to her. Silly, she knew.
    “Often?” Why was she grilling him? Did she really want to know? He’d be honest.
    He rested one gentle, hot hand on her shoulder and, the cells in her body both sizzled and jolted to life. Her response to his touch—not a good sign. Damn! Shaky, weak, and now feeling as if a lightning bolt had stricken her. “ I told you ,” she said. “It’s your turn.”
    “Not often,” he said. “Sometimes Reese—she’d seduce me and usually I’d let her. Are you happy now?” He frowned, the hand on her shoulder hard.
    She found his eyes. “You can do what you want.”
    “Jealous?”
    She gave him a dark look and turned away. “Maybe a little jealous—because of what we shared once—”
    “What did we share?”
    She turned to face him, surprised by his question. “Our relationship used to be so good.”
    “No, it wasn’t.” He spoke good-naturedly. “We had great sex, Case. I was always drunk.”
    She started to protest, but it died on her lips. So their emotional relationship hadn’t meant anything to him? Had been all about lust? No. She’d known the good man under the booze and had loved him, and they’d had good times. “I—knew you.”
    He nodded. “And I knew some about you. Hell, I knew you were smart, sweet, that there was a lion inside the kitten—” He grinned and tickled her belly.
    She stepped back and laughed, but then he looked so serious that she straightened and took on his demeanor.
    “I knew you didn’t want me to drink. That’s mostly what our relationship was based on. Hot sex after fights over drinking. And more hot sex.”
    She couldn’t deny it, but refused to negate their strong connection or their love either. She could feel her heart sinking. Or breaking. Again.
    Damian had been put on earth to tantalize her, and then break her heart.
    “Case, we’d never work