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deal of pleasure in letting her search for them.   Her smile found its way back to her lips.   She would find them and kiss them , just as she’d done in the past, and Kincaid would shiver with each feathery touch as he always did.   Until he couldn’t take it any longer.   He’d let out that husky groan, the one that told her she was driving him half crazy with desire, and then he would make wild, passionate love to her.
    With heartfelt regret, Jessie pushed the images aside and slipped out of bed.   Kincaid needed his rest and she didn’t think her sore muscles could handle another round just yet.   She grabbed his shirt from the floor where it had been tossed the night before and pulled it over her head.   For now she would have to be content with keeping the scent of him close to her as she padded downstairs to make breakfast.   He was going to be ravenous after the night they’d shared , and since she had been the one to drain all his energy, it was only right that she replenish it.
    She bustled around the kitchen, frying up bacon, flipping pancakes, and scrambling eggs just the way he liked them.   When they were done, she set them in the oven so they wouldn’t get cold and started a pot of coffee.   Jessie was just finishing her first cup when a sleepy-eyed Kincaid wandered into the kitchen.   Shirtless and wearing just his jeans, which he’d managed to zip only half-way, he looked so incredibly sexy she could almost hear her hormones crying out for him.
    “Morning, beautiful,” he said, gathering her in his arms for a long, lingering kiss.
    “Keep that up and I’ll haul you back to bed without breakfast,” Jessie warned.
    “If I had an ounce of energy left, I might be tempted.”
    She smiled up at him.   “It’s all part of my evil plot to keep you docile as a kitten.”
    Kincaid chuckled .   “Keep me zapped of strength so I’m not a bear to live with?”
    “Something like that.   Now sit so I can get breakfast on the table.”
    He drew her closer, dipping his head so that his lips lightly brushed hers.   “In a minute, I haven’t gotten my fill of you yet.”
    Jessie parted her lips, her body already tingling with anticipation.   The kiss lasted all of three seconds before they were interrupted by the thump of heavy footsteps making their way toward the kitchen.   He dropped his hold her , and she had only a moment to wonder at the guilty look on his face before Del rounded the corner and came to an abrupt halt.
    “Del, what a surprise.   I thought you and the boys spent the night in town.   I’m afraid I didn’t make enough breakfast for everyone, but I’d be glad to…”
    “Thanks, Jess, but I’ve already had lunch.”
    “Lunch?   Is it really that late?”  
    Del nodded absently, his less than friendly gaze focused on the half dressed man beside her.   A quick glance at Kincaid’ s guarded expression told her he wasn’t exactly thrilled with Del’s presence either.   It was obvious this was some sort of standoff and neither of the men was about to make any gesture that could be construed as friendly.   But knowing how Del felt about her, Jessie had compassion for him since it was quite evident Kincaid had spent the night in her bed.   On the other hand, it was a prime opportunity to insure Del knew the only man in her life was Adam Kincaid .   Slipping her hand into Kincaid’ s, she asked Del why he’d come up to the house.
    “What I’d like to know,” Kincaid interceded before Del could respond, “is what makes you think you have the right to come tromping in without knocking?”
    Jessie glanced up at him sharply.   “Adam!”
    Del visibly bristled.   “I didn’t recognize the truck and wanted to make sure Jessie was okay.”
    "It’s mine, obviously.   And as you can see, Jessie is fine.   We were just about to sit down to breakfast, so if there’s nothing else…”   Kincaid left the sentence hanging there, a less than subtle request that