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head cocked sideways as she blinked at him.
    “When you were…what?” Her tone was innocent, but suddenly he felt like a mouse being batted around the kitchen floor by a cat. He leaned in a little more closely, softening his own tone, meeting the challenge.
    “When my thick, throbbing hardness is buried inside of her.”
    He’d give her credit; she didn’t even blink and didn’t back down. She looked back down at her book, studying it for a moment, then looked back at him.
    “Actually, it was his long, thick hardness throbbing inside of her.”
    “Sorry, you’ll have to speak up a little more next time, so I get it right.”
    “Maybe you should be minding your own business.”
    “Hey, you were reading out loud—Sarah, was it?”
    “Still is.”
    “Well, I was sleeping, but you kicked sand in my facewhen you stumbled back from that chair, and you’ve interrupted my nap—twice. I couldn’t help but listen in, you were reading aloud for everyone to hear, and since I couldn’t sleep…” His words were accusatory, but his tone wasn’t, and her smile twitched then widened as she shook her head, giving in.
    “Sorry. I didn’t realize you could hear me. When I pulled up you looked dead to the world. I would have sat farther away, but I really wanted to find a spot that was out of the way of the action.” She looked out at the busy beach, her beautiful blue eyes drifting over the children playing and a group of teens playing volleyball.
    “No problem. What are you reading?”
    “A book I found in the room.”
    “You like romances?”
    She shrugged. “Sometimes. I like romantic suspense more than this kind of thing. This is pretty boring, really.”
    “Even with all the sword-piercing pleasure and such?”
    She smiled again, looking at him fleetingly then turning her gaze toward the water of the Bay. He sensed that she wasn’t really seeing him or any of the beautiful scenery around her. She’d retreated, and he could feel the distance between them in her next words.
    “I’m sorry I disturbed you.” She started to swing her legs back over the chair, but he didn’t want to let her go just yet.
    “Why do you read out loud like that?”
    She looked back, obviously wishing she’d been able to succeed with her abrupt dismissal, but then stopped and shrugged.
    “I spend a lot of time in front of a computer. Sometimes the surroundings are noisy, so I read out loud while I work, it makes it easier to concentrate. I guess it just got to be a habit. I never really noticed.”
    “That makes sense.”
    She tipped her sunglasses back up on her face, fully covering her eyes. “Sorry again for bothering you.”
    “No problem.”
    When he lay back on his towel, all he could hear was the slosh of the waves and the voices of the volleyball players. He almost asked her to start reading again.
     
    S ARAH HELD her book in front of her face, but she couldn’t concentrate on Rose and Russell’s antics anymore, not that she had been all that into it in the first place. The sex being described on the page had heated up considerably when the man behind her had decided to share his opinion on what a woman felt when a man was inside her.
    It was something Sarah tried not to think about too often. She knew a lot about sex, more than she wanted to. She was exposed to the seedier side of it as part of her job, and suffice it to say it was nothing like what Rose and Russell were experiencing.
    She snorted softly to herself. Nothing about sex was like what Rose and Russell were experiencing. Sex could be fun and relaxing at best, and as for the worst, well, she wouldn’t go there. She saw too much of it inher work. Her job allowed her to think she’d made a difference in the world, but along the way, she knew something inside her had been irrevocably lost.
    That sense of loss, combined with scars from her past, had left her sleeping alone for several years now. She’d gotten used to it and even preferred it; she knew how