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“This is not…” That was as far as she got.

As soon as they stepped into the tiny office, he closed the door and pulled her into his arms. She simply melted against him. His hands cupped her narrow waist, fingers burning through the thin silk of her sweater. She could feel his heart pounding and her nipples had turned rock hard as they pressed against him.

His body was flushed with a heat so overpowering, that he wanted to tug down her figure molding jeans and bury himself deep inside her. He had spent the night tossing and turning and it had not been because of worrying about his dad.

It had been the need to feel her against him – skin to skin. His hands drifted down to cup her derriere, easing her up so that she could feel the evidence of his desire. He swallowed her moans, his hips undulating, making stabbing motions against her middle.

When he abruptly ended the kiss, they sprung apart and stood there staring at each other, their breaths sounding loudly inside the small room.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” he said harshly. Lifting a hand, he rubbed the back of his neck and wondered how the hell he was going to leave her.

“I need to see you tonight.”

“You want to have sex.”

He just stared at her for a few seconds. “I need to spend time with you. If you want, we could go to dinner. There is a…”

“I have a book club thing tonight.”

His frustration was evident. “Can you blow it off?”

“No! How can you ask me that?”

“What time does it end?”

“Late.”

“How late?” The note of impatience in his voice had her chin lifting.

“Very.”

“Sadie…!”

“Just go.”

“Why?”

“Because this…,” she swept a hand between them. “It is too much. We should take a step back.”

He felt panic tugging at his chest. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do.”

“I cannot stay away from you.”

“You have your hands full. Your dad is ill…!”

“And he is in good hands. Please do not do this to me.”

“This crazy,” she whispered.

“I will meet you here. I will be parked outside waiting for you.”

“Gary…!”

“Please.” He started to approach her again but decided against it. He glanced at his watch. “Crap. I am running late for a meeting.” Reaching for her hand, he tugged her towards him. “Nothing is going to make me stay away from you. Nothing.”

His head bent and he took her lips in a bruising kiss that had her spinning. Letting go of her; he pulled the door open and walked out.