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stiff nod. “Take any room upstairs. I don’t care which.” He stood and started to walk back away from her around the far side of the island, thinking it was best to keep his hands out of grabbing distance. “I’ve got some work to do.”
    He was out the other side of the kitchen and down the hall before her voice stopped him, making him look back.
    “Vincent?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Have to be at my shop by nine, and um ...” She looked away from him, then dragged her gaze back. “This might sound funny, but I’m sorry my husband is doing what he’s doing to your marriage.”
    He’d felt like that. The crazy need to apologize, as if by proxy, he should be guilty his wife was fucking up pretty little Tess Navarro’s life.
    “My marriage was already fucked,” he ground out, then he turned on his boot heels and went to one of the offsite home offices he’d set up.

FIVE / HARDER
    T here were two bedrooms upstairs to pick from, if she wasn’t going to do the master bedroom, and there was no way she was.
    Tess did look at it, though, and it made her instantly horny in a clutch-her-legs-together kind of way. The bed was a king size and low to the floor, with a curving brown leather headboard. She could imagine them getting lost together in the yards of mattress. The big bed was rumpled and looked as if Vincent had just rolled out of it. Naked. Of course she’d conjure him naked as on edge as she was with him ... about him. About his hands just recently lifting her naked breasts up and fingering her taut, sensitive nipples.
    Looking at his big, rumpled bed made her vividly remember his touch. The room was decorated in dark maroons and browns, with big, solid furniture. There was an en-suite bathroom, but she didn’t dare enter the room far enough to look into it. As it was, she had to fiercely remind herself that if she started more of an affair with Vincent she could be putting him in danger from her husband’s questionable associates.
    That centered her mind off rolling naked with Vincent in his big master bed, even if her body was still banging. She wasn’t hugely experienced, only having been to bed with two men in her life, but Vincent’s brand of control and command topped with his rough edge in bed was breathtaking and hard not to crave. Everything she’d had before it was truly uninspired. Including her marriage bed.
    Turning away from the temptations of his bedroom, she went to check the others out. Both looked like well-designed guestrooms, as if he’d had a designer decorate them. The southwest theme was strong in both rooms, one done in more terra cotta and reds, and the other one more greens and browns. Both beds looked nice and what decided for her was the small attached bathroom in the wild horse room with a thick sage-green comforter. The pictures of wild horses on the walls were stunning, as if the photographer had stood in the middle of a stampede to get them.
    Rummaging through her purse, she found a hair pick, lip gloss, and some mascara. It would have to do. Then in the bathroom she found some shampoo, lotion, and mouthwash. This meant she was taking a hot shower. Although when she stepped into the shower she considered turning on the cold water to cool her thoughts down ... thoughts such as standing naked a couple of rooms away from Vincent.
    She began wondering if she was trying to transfer the rough road to the end of her marriage with a hot new guy ... like hotter than any man she’d ever been close too. After her shower, Tess wiped steam off the bathroom mirror, looking at her blurry vision.
    “Okay,” she muttered to her reflection. “It’s just bracing, to you, that he wants you when Steven is throwing you away.” Again. She was trying to convince herself that her over-the-top attraction to Vincent was so intense, because ... well, it was the purest form of revenge on Steven.
    That had to be right? She was just starry-eyed in lust because it showed she was worth wanting, and it