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the register in the middle of the aisle.
    Stunned, she stood, gawking at him. “But we
don’t even know yet if I’m pregnant.” She hugged the teddy bear
close and followed him.
    “ Well, if you aren’t, then you can
keep it as a way of remembering this weekend. It can keep you
company when I’m not around.”
    At the cash register, he shifted her bags to
his other hand, passed the bear to the clerk, and slid out his
wallet. “You don’t want to forget this weekend, do you?”
    With a quick glance at the clerk, Jillian
replied in general terms. “You don’t have to worry about me
forgetting anything.”
    “ Good.” He signed the credit card
receipt, turned, and handed back her gift.
    “ Derek, you didn’t need to do this.”
She slipped her arms around the stuffed animal.
    “ Think nothing of it, now let’s get
moving.”
    His impatient steps reminded her of what
they would do when they returned to his condo. The thought of lying
in his arms had her giddy with excitement. “Is there a reason why
we’re in such a hurry?” she teased even as she rushed to keep up
with his long strides.
    “ Just want to get home,” he said
innocently.
    “ Right.”
    ****
    Derek’s respect for Jillian had grown during
the course of the afternoon as she relayed the challenges of
running a small business. She also stimulated his libido with every
move she made. Just sitting beside her, with her arms wrapped
around the stuffed bear sparked images of her body plastered
against him. He opened the garage door then drove in next to her
car. He liked having it in his garage.
    “ Do you want to store your bags in the
back of your car or do you want to take them inside?” Derek turned
off the truck and stepped out to help her with her
packages.
    “ I’ll go ahead and pack them in the
back of my car. That way I wouldn’t forget them later.” She
retrieved her keys from her purse and tossed them to him. He opened
the rear end and stashed her packages inside, the bear the last
item in.
    “ Is that everything?”
    “ I think so.”
    He slammed the trunk and then directed her
inside, through the kitchen toward the staircase. How had he kept
from going crazy? His body had been demanding release for
hours.
    “ Where exactly are we
going?”
    “ My bedroom. You must be tired after
all that shopping and want to lie down.” He continued up the
stairs, coaxing her along.
    “ You’re such a thoughtful
soul.”
    He paused at the end of his king size bed
and his hands tugged on her sweater. “You won’t need all these
clothes. They’ll just get in your way.”
    He slid the silky fabric over her head. Her
upper body exposed, he dropped his hands to her smooth, shoulders.
His palms caressed the warm silk and he unhooked her bra.
    Straps removed, he leaned closer until her
breasts lay against his shirt. His head dipped to brush kisses
across skin. Her arms circled his neck.
    Fingers skimmed the waistline of her jeans,
and he released the button. The raspy sound of her zipper sang in
his ears. His tongue found her life’s rhythm at the base of her
neck. Why did she have so many clothes on?
    He slid his hand beneath her cotton panties
to the heart of her heat. She moaned and arched closer. His fingers
played an alluring melody over the soft lips of her sex while her
hips wiggling and undulating in a sensual dance.
    “ Derek! Please.”
    He paused the music.
    “ Now, honey, we need to get your
clothes off so you’ll be comfortable.”
    He pushed her onto the bed. Her eyes wide,
she sat up quickly. He’d inflamed more than her passion.
    “ What about your clothes?”
    He squatted to remove her shoes. “That comes
next.”
    “ Can I help?” Her hands briefly
touched his forearms.
    “ No.” He stood, working her jeans off
her legs. “You get to relax.”
    He fingered the buttons of his shirt. “Of
course, I don’t want you to be lonely, so I thought I’d join
you.”
    “ Really? Do you always sleep in the
nude?” Her gaze