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that she enjoyed belting the hell of Joe. Not that she was actually doing any damage to him, nor did she want to. It was just so cathartic letting out the long-held anger she’d had toward him. Even though her thigh was beginning to ache viciously as she pummeled Joe, she didn’t want to stop. “I like this a lot.”
    Joe laughed at her words, delight shining in his eyes as he easily deflected her blows. “I thought you might. So tell me, why there is no man in your life. Maz? Been pining for me?”
    Maz slammed her fist hard against the pad. “No. As if.” Sort of . Anyway, he didn’t need to know that. She hit out hard once more. “You know most women are capable of being without a man.”
    “Ah, got a vibrator then?” Joe ducked as she aimed at his face. “You’re going red in the cheeks. Embarrassed?”
    Like she could get a vibrator in Amberwarra or one sent through the post without everyone wanting to know what it was. “No, I’m just hot from boxing.”
    “Yeah, you are.”
    Maz hit him hard. She knew he was teasing her, making her want to lose control and she knew it was in her power to ignore him. But damn it I can’t.
    In one quick move Joe caught Maz to him and faked a dive, dropping to the ground with her in his arms.
    “We can’t do this here.” Maz could feel his cock already hard and insistent through the fabric of his sweatpants. She had actually been trying to avoid looking at his groin during training as in one quick glance she had seen the noticeable bulge. Or maybe we could . They had before.
    “Good point.” Joe rolled them so she was lying on top of him. “But you do want to do it.”
    “No, I never said that.” Lord, it’s hot in here . How can a woman concentrate?
    “Here’s the thing, Maz. I came back to Amberwarra Falls for you.” Joe’s hands moved down to her butt, making sure she stayed where she was.
    She froze. It was everything Maz wanted to hear but it was not something she could believe in. “No you didn’t, Joseph.” There was no way that could be possible. If Joe had really wanted her he would have come back years ago. Maz didn’t want to be wanted just because she was available.
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    Maz always made him smile. He loved the way she called him Joseph. It was normally when she was out of her depth and unsure of herself. “Yeah, I did, Marilyn. “I was an idiot to leave.” The feel of Maz against his body as she squirmed to free herself from his embrace was making his cock jump with excitement. The thing was he had no hold over her. Maz could easily break away but she didn’t. That in itself told Joe that he was not the only one craving this contact. “I have been keeping tabs on you and I know there has never been anyone else for you but me.”
    At first he could not believe someone as sexy as Maz had no lover but then on reflection he knew. She was the only one for him as he was for her. Yes, he had indulged in liaisons with other women but in the back of his mind there was always the girl back home. The one he would go back to because to do anything else would have been crazy.
    “Okay, so there have been no other men.” Maz bit her lower lip and looked at him in defiance. “So the town grapevine knows every damn thing about me. But it doesn’t mean I want you back in my life.” She struggled to free herself.
    She was so beautiful that for a moment Joe almost forgot to breathe. Joe took his hands from her body. “What does it mean to you, Maz?”
    “What about Cheryl?” She pushed up from him and stood.
    Joe knew that question had to come up. He had hurt Maz badly. He had no defense other than youth and stupidity. “I was idiot.”
    “Yeah, you were.”
    Before Joe could respond, Maz’s legs buckled and she started to fall. Joe sat up quickly and made a grab for her, catching her in his arms and cushioning her body with his. “What’s wrong?”
    “Thigh cramp,” Maz gritted out between clenched teeth.
    Joe got up and pulled her with him.