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breathless to her own ears.
    “Hey, yourself.” He straightened and closed the four steps between them.
    “I decided to stop in the bathroom as soon as I—”
    He cut off her sentence by pulling her into his arms and kissing her senseless. This wasn’t a quick kiss. No, this was hungry and hot.
    A horn honked behind them, causing her to pull away from him. Apparently Remy had no concerns about lingering in the pick-up zone as his arms tightened around her for a brief moment. He gave the driver of the car waiting to pull in behind them a fierce glare and then a low chuckle escaped. He dropped his arms slowly from her back. “Is this all you have?” He lifted her carryon bag and walked to the back gate of his SUV.
    She shrugged. “I’m only here for three days.” She opened the passenger side door and climbed in.
    Remy shut the back gate, and then got in. “I’m not complaining. I figure less luggage—less clothes.” He gave her a leering smile and wiggled his eyebrows.
    She laughed. “That doesn’t even make sense.”
    “Doesn’t matter. Now, I’m half-hard thinking about getting naked with you.” He started the engine and pulled out into the traffic.
    She felt her cheeks heat. “Can you please crank up the air? I’m suddenly really hot.”
    The corner of his mouth twitched. “A meeting ran late, and we need to go back to my place so that I can pack and change. I’m sorry. I thought I’d only be in the office this morning, but Bennett wanted an update, and that became an ordeal.”
    She could tell by the tenseness in his jaw that he wasn’t happy with the last minute meeting. “So, I get to see your place?”
    “You’re lucky the cleaning lady came by yesterday, so it’s still decent.”
    She would bet her plane ticket that his condo was always neat. His SUV didn’t have any trash on the floor, nor did she see any dust on the dashboard. “As long as I’m in Brownstown tomorrow by eleven, my schedule is flexible.” She was to meet her cousin and family for lunch, before seeing the attorney handling the land sale at three. She and Remy had planned to stay that night in a nearby hotel and the next day in Bloomington.
    “Yeah, about that… Since it’s almost five now, how about we spend tonight at my place, and then head south in the morning?” He glanced at her.
    “S-stay at your place?” Duh, she sounded stupid. But suddenly, she felt uneasy, like this was her first overnight with a man.
    “I have a couple of steaks in the fridge. I can make dinner, and we can relax.”
    “You want to cook for me?” Francesca took a deep breath to still the racing of her heart. She was curious about Remy’s place, and to be honest, she was tired of travelling.
    “When we get home, you can change and relax.”
    “I didn’t bring any hanging-out-at-home clothes.” She started running through what she’d packed—Capri pants and a blouse for tomorrow, and then a t-shirt dress for Sunday and her late night flight back to Las Vegas.
    “We’ll figure something out.” He gave her a sexy grin.
    Instantly, she felt her pussy dampen.
    Remy lived in a townhouse about ten minutes from the interstate. It had a patio with a great view of a small lake. He gave her the tour, and then tossed her suitcase on his king-sized bed. “Do you need to hang anything? I’ve got extra hangers in the closet.”
    “No, everything is fine.” She was looking at the framed photos grouped on one wall of his room. His parents at their wedding; with his mom at what she guessed was his college graduation; a group of men in their dress blues. The photo that was in the center of the grouping was of five men in camouflage leaning against a jeep. The same group standing in front of a partially-built deck. They were drinking beer, shirtless, with tool belts around their waists.
    “Can you find me in those pictures?” He had stripped off his dress shirt and was unzipping his pants.
    She turned to answer and paused. Christ, he was