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Cinder, “Now that we’re here, I don’t want any interruptions.”
    “Okay.” She remained by the door, her small, bare feet together, her hands clasped behind her, her hair hanging in sexy disarray around her beautiful face. “Your head feels okay?”
    She had more injuries than he did. Did she really think he’d complain when she didn’t? Or that he could even feel discomfort when she stood in his bedroom, ready to get intimate with him? He’d waited so long to be with her, loving her for what felt like forever, that not much could have slowed him down now. She wanted him. That was all he needed to know. “I’m fine. Great.”
    “Me too.”
    Urgency kept his blood thrumming, but he knew he had to do this right. He wanted more than just the here and now. He wanted an eternity. “Understand something, Cinder.” Hungry for the sight of her again, he turned on the bedside lamp, then walked toward the window to close the blinds. “I’m not talking about one night. I’m going to feel the same in the morning, and the morning after that.”
    Probably a few times during the night as well. But she needed some rest, and he didn’t want to be too greedy.
    She searched his face, nodded. “Okay.”
    She kept agreeing to everything—but he wanted more than agreement. He wanted full participation.
    “What you’re wearing.” He nodded at her big, loose pajama pants paired with an even bigger T-shirt. “Is that a choice for comfort, or because you want to hide?”
    She looked down at her shirt as if confused. “I was getting ready for bed.”
    Tonight, she’d sleep in the nude—but he saw no reason to tell her that yet. “Earlier, you wore a sweatshirt two sizes too big.”
    “You don’t like my clothes?”
    “I like you . Everything about you.” With them now sealed off in his room, their privacy assured, Evan approached her again. “Sometimes the stuff you wear is almost a tease, hiding more than it shows. And now that I know what it’s hiding, it’ll be especially provocative.”
    Realization dawned in her big, dark eyes. “You want to make sure I’m not being insecure?” She smiled up at him. “That’s so sweet.”
    At the moment, with a straining hard-on, he felt far from sweet. “Are you?”
    She put a hand to his chest to give him a tentative stroke. It seemed she enjoyed touching him almost as much as he enjoyed touching her.
    “After wearing a uniform all day, I like to get comfortable in easy clothes, that’s all. But like most women, I enjoy dressing up every now and then.”
    “I’ve never seen you dressed up.”
    “Probably because I haven’t dated since…well, you know.” She shrugged her shoulders.
    “Not since the jerk.”
    Damn, but he’d love to see her in a skirt, her shapely legs in heels. He’d make it happen, and soon—after he took the edge off with a few days of endless sex. He’d take her out to dinner, the movies, maybe get her to a club and show her off.
    Yeah, he liked that idea—especially knowing what her ex had said to her. The bastard. Evan hadn’t been kidding when he’d said he’d take the guy apart. But he also saw no reason for her to waste even a second more thinking about a guy now in her past—where he’d stay.
    “Let’s forget him, okay?” He took her mouth, hot and slow and deep. She went on tiptoes to get more, her hands clenching on his shoulders, her lush breasts pressed against his chest.
    Filling his hands with her incredible backside, he lifted her more so that her soft belly aligned with his erection. He shifted against her, stroking himself and her both.
    When she groaned, he said, “How about we lose the shirt for now?” Going slow, giving her time to protest, he caught the hem and eased it up.
    Breathing fast, Cinder raised her arms to help him. He tossed it aside, and then just looked at her. The loose-waisted pajama pants hung down on her hips, leaving her midsection bared. He devoured the sight of her softly rounded belly,