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widened. Whoa, he was fast. "Excuse me?"
    "Go out with me," he repeated, still not letting go of her hand.
    "Why?" Her heart thudded so hard it was coming out of her ears.
    Instead of replying, he swirled his thumb over her skin in figure eights. It belied the sensuality of his caress before he placed her palm face up to run circles over the pulse that beat erratically in her wrist. The sensations made her inhale softly. Her mind veered back to imagining his thumb swirling her sex spot the way he was doing now to her hand. Gracie knew she had to get away. He probably thought that she was so easy. Reluctantly, she pulled her hand out of his. That alone gave her a wake-up call from the carnal road her thoughts were taking.
    "Thanks for the help, but I don't think going out with you is necessary." She laughed softly, hoping her voice didn't betray her. She turned to slip into the driver's seat but before she could do so, he moved closer. She almost made the mistake of leaning towards him. She inhaled and almost sighed in pleasure when the notes that composed his cologne wrapped around her. Gracie groaned inwardly at the tempting morsel this handsome stranger posed. She was caught between desperately wanting and firmly refusing.
    "That's close enough.” She kept her head averted, unable to help the huskiness that seeped into her voice. She risked being drawn to him if she turned to face him. Her mind was in no position to combat her traitorous body. He leaned forward. Was he about to kiss her? Trepidation and excitement flooded her veins, making her pulse jump almost out of her skin. She placed her hand on his chest to push him away, but it was like pushing against a concrete wall. His body heat travelled through her, suffusing her with an ache that defied all rational thought. A wave of longing crested over her, drowning her. She welcomed it for once, allowing the longing she felt to reach the shores of her bruised soul, just to know that she could still feel. That she was alive. It had been so long since this happened to her and to experience it, if only for the briefest of moments, permitted her the luxury of realizing that she was a warm blooded human being. Yet in the same token, her body shied away, already anticipating the pain. A pain so indescribable that she wouldn't even wish it on her worst enemy. Even on the handsome stranger's girlfriend. The pain of being broken inside, resigned to the fact that she would never be good enough.
    For any man.
    "Please don't," Gracie whispered.
    "Why?"
    She didn't stop the scoffing laugh that came from her throat. She raked him with her gaze, taking every glorious hot inch of maleness into her brain.
    "Seriously? I'm not that kind of woman who'd jump into what you're offering."
    "Why is that?" His voice was like sexy rum. Intoxicating. He leaned back to look at her, his gaze warming her face. "Let me make up for what Cilla did to you."
    "It's not necessary."
    "It is," he said before cocking his head to one side. "What's stopping you?"
    Gracie was being pulled to him, only a thin thread of sanity held her away from throwing herself in his arms. No, this couldn't happen. She didn't want it to happen. Who was she kidding? She had to break his hold on her. She was going to lie, knowing that what she was going to say would destroy anything that could have happened between them. It was for the best despite feeling that it wasn't the right thing to do.
    She looked straight into his eyes, wanting to drown in them. In the end, she gave him a smile of regret.
    "Because I'm married."
     

Chapter Three
     
     
     
     
     
    I f someone up there wanted to play a sick joke on Luke, he just succeeded. Luke felt as though he'd been run through by a steamroller. Very slowly. He stepped back further as his breath whooshed out of his chest. Belatedly, he looked at her left hand and true enough a simple band encircled her ring finger.
    Why the bloody hell didn't he notice that?
    Because all you wanted