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the small navel, how her rib cage expanded with each hungry breath.
    That incredible rack.
    “Damn.” Using both hands, he traced the flare of her hips, the indentation of her waist, up to her heavy breasts. She was a stacked handful and then some. Firm and full. Her pink nipples puckered tight, and he had to bend down to taste her.
    Against her flesh, he murmured, “Beautiful.”
    She sucked in three deep breaths, and said on a sigh, “I’m so glad you think so.”
    Damn it, but he couldn’t let her shortchange herself. He raised his head up again to stare at her. “You realize both Jesse and Brick think you’re hot, too.”
    That threw her. “They don’t!”
    “So did those cops.”
    Her face colored. “No way.”
    Evan braced one hand on the wall beside her head and used the other hand to delve down into her pajama pants. Now more than ever he appreciated her preference for loose, comfortable clothing.
    She shivered, gasped, then dropped back to the wall.
    While he touched her silky skin, he spoke to her. “It’s kind of cute how oblivious you are to this stuff.” He traced the sweet contours of her ass, then around a hipbone to her lower belly. He met her gaze. “I’m not oblivious, though. When you said you’d like to camp out with me, they all shared a look. Know what that look was?”
    She shook her head.
    “Envy.” He let his hand drift lower, over her pubic curls. “Brick knows I’ve been hot on your tail for a while. He’s heckled me endlessly for not making a move before this.”
    She opened her mouth to say something, but he pressed a finger into her and she ended up gasping.
    “We all noticed how comfortable you are with Brick and Jesse, but you treat me with more caution.”
    “Evan.” Her fingers dug into his shoulders. “Can’t we talk about this later?”
    Smiling to himself, he kissed the fragrant skin of her throat, her stubborn jaw, that awful bruise on her cheek. “They told me if I didn’t quit dragging my feet—” he pressed a second finger into her “—some rich doctor would steal you away.”
    Knotting her hands in his shirt, she pulled him closer. “I don’t care about any doctors, so hush it and kiss me.”
    “Yes ma’am.” He took her mouth hotly, his tongue delving just as his fingers delved—until he felt her hand on the front of his jeans. Even that, a curious brush of her fingers through the thick denim of his jeans, had him on the ragged edge. “Cinder…”
    Almost in slow motion, her eyes staring into his, she opened the snap and eased his zipper down. “I want you naked too, you know.”
    He locked his knees, drew a deep breath. “Fair enough.” Before she could actually get hold of him—which would probably be the end of him—he put a little space between them and peeled his shirt off over his head.
    “I love looking at you.”
    The breathless way she said that seduced him as surely as a touch. “I’m glad.” He pushed her pajama pants down, taking her panties with them. “Step out.”
    With no show of uncertainty, she bared herself again.
    Seeing her naked at the worst of times was one thing. Seeing her naked now, in his bedroom, knowing he’d soon have her, was something altogether different. The impact nearly leveled him.
    He reached for her.
    She held out a hand and laughed. “Off with the jeans.” She went past him to the bed. “I’ve waited long enough.”
    Red-hot lust smoldered, but it was her emotional effect that took him to a fevered pitch. He watched her climb up to the middle of his bed, her smile coy, her eyes bright with desire, and he knew he wanted to see her there, looking at him just like that, for the rest of his life.
    But first things first: he shed the jeans with haste.
    “Wow.” Cinder stared at him so hotly, his erection flexed in reaction. “Evan?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Hurry up.”
    It was almost enough to make him laugh, but not quite. He got three condoms from his dresser drawer and dropped two on the