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Some women would have gone ballistic. I didn't think you would somehow.”
    “It definitely was a surprise…but a nice one,” she added, suddenly meaning it.
    Charles smiled and said, “Toasted.”
    “Huh?”
    “You asked how I wanted the bagel.”
    “Funny guy.”
    “I know…but looks aren’t everything.”
    Despite the fact Jade knew she should end things with Charles, it felt comfortable having breakfast with him. Worse, she could see making a habit of it. After they finished he insisted on helping her clean up. Standing next to him at the sink washing the dishes as he dried, she felt the heat rising from his body. His after-shave was intoxicating and going straight to her head. She wanted him to kiss her, but knew he wouldn't. Not after the last time. So she did the unthinkable and kissed him.
    “This is for breakfast and two more pounds,” she said. “Thanks a lot.”
    He smacked his forehead and said, “I did it again, didn't I? I'm going to become a Pavlovian response. You’re going to equate me with food.”
    “It's a distinct possibility,” Jade replied as she playfully punched his arm.
    Charles gently took her face and held it between his large hands. She looked into his eyes as they sought hers. She had to be blind not to see the hope and longing there. “Are you going to run away this time?” he asked.
    Jade shook her head. She knew she should, but couldn’t. Charles brushed a few stray strands of hair from her face as her own lips betrayed her and parted with anticipation. He slowly lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss was feathery soft, but strong enough to send shock waves throughout her entire body. Jade knew right then and there, she'd never run from him again. That kiss ignited the simmering passion she’d felt for him and tried so hard to ignore. Nothing short of death could extinguish it now. She was lost.
    “Oh, Jade, what you do to me,” he mumbled as he slid his lips down her neck.
    She threaded her fingers through his hair and sought his lips again. Their kisses became so deep they nearly drowned in them. He slipped his hand under her sweatshirt and captured a breast. The nipple was already hard. Tears filled Jade’s eyes and slipped from the corners as heat rippled under her skin and she felt a flush of desire, something she hadn’t felt for so long.
    “What’s wrong, Jade?”
    How could she explain? Everything was wrong, but felt so utterly right. Were they tears of joy or tears of foreboding?
    Jade merely shook her head and whispered, “Nothing. Love me, Charles.”
    He scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. Putting her head on his shoulder, Jade buried her face in his neck and breathed kisses there, as she ran her hand through his golden hair. No longer shocked at her response to his kisses, she wanted more—much more.
    Charles set her down on the bed and lay down beside her. Drawing her close, he reclaimed her lips and slipped his tongue into her mouth, hungrily exploring the new territory. Jade welcomed his kisses and returned their fervor. Her heart beat so hard and fast in her chest she thought he could feel it. She ran her restless hands up and across the muscles in his back. Already wet with desire, Jade hungered for him to fill her. However, his lips lingered longer on hers until his kisses left her mouth burning with fire.
    Deftly, Charles teased the tight buds of her breasts already straining against the confines of her sweatshirt, yearning to be kissed. She could feel her blood coursing through her body. His gentle touch was painful pleasure bordering on torture. As he unzipped her sweatshirt to free the captives, Jade opened his shirt and threaded her fingers through his down-covered chest. Charles lowered his head and tantalized a swollen dusky nipple with his tongue while he fanned the other with his forefinger. This sent a new wave of pleasure shooting through Jade and she moaned.
    His lips traced a sensuous path as he slowly kissed