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night of unbridled sex. Then afterward,
I’ll have gotten it out of my system and can go back to being the awful good
girl that I truly am, and you can get on with your life. So what do you say?”
Uneasiness whipped her pulse into a frantic two-step. She swallowed hard
shocked that she’d gotten the words out and terrified of how he might react.
    When
he still didn’t say anything she said, “I’m not asking for any kind of
commitment. All I’m asking is one night and I’d like that man to be you, but if
you refuse I suppose I could find someone else. It’s Christmas. Would you
consider helping a girl out?”
    She’d
moved closer to him and placed her palms on his chest. His heart beat under her
fingers as she let her gaze drift over his face and down to his sensuous lips.
    His
gaze shifted from hers to her mouth. Between one blink and the next she was in
his arms pressed shoulder to thigh against his hard body and her breasts mashed
into his chest. His mouth took hers in a hungry kiss and she melted into him.
She was on fire. He’d ignited every desire, every drop of lust and longing
within her. She held nothing back. His lips were cool and experienced as they
moved over hers. He probed her lips with his tongue, asking her to open and she
obliged him. His tongue swept in and danced with hers. Thank God, she thought
in the back of her fogged brain. He was going to give in. He was going to give
her the incredible night of passion she’d asked him for, the night she’d
dreamed about since high school.
    “Hey,
Mom made hot … chocolate.”
    At
the sound of Ryan’s voice, Emma and Cam jumped apart like a couple of kids
caught making out in the hall between classes.
    “I
can explain,” Cam said.
    “We
were just talking about the party the other night.” Emma offered. Her body
tingled from head to toe in all sorts of very private places, but particularly
where her pelvis had jammed against Cam’s. Irritation that
Ryan had interrupted them, mingled with unfulfilled desire running rampant
through her body.
    “No
need. I get the picture,” Ryan said. “With the amount of heat you two were
generating, I don’t think you need hot chocolate to warm up. Another minute and
you’d have been going at it on the lawn.”
    Heat
warmed Emma’s cheeks. She glanced at Cam. His face had hardened into an angry
mask. He stepped up to Ryan until they were nose to nose. “That’s enough,” Cam
snapped. “We were just kissing like two normal, consenting adults.”
    Ryan
sneered. “You’re my best friend, but if you hurt her, Cam, you’ll answer to
me.” He looked at Emma. “Cam might be like a brother to me, but he’s still a
hound dog. Don’t forget that.”
    “I’m
not that kind of guy anymore,” Cam ground out. “Besides, your hormones were
raging just as much as mine back in high school. I seem to remember you had a
trail of women after you too.”
    “That’s
different. This is Emma we’re talking about not some high school chippie.”
    Emma
stepped between them, placed a palm on each of their chests and nudged them
apart. “Stop talking about me as if I’m not here. I’m a grown woman. Ryan,
please leave us alone for minute.”
    After
her brother left, her gaze locked with Cam’s. “I’m capable of deciding who I do
and don’t want to sleep with. I’ve chosen you. Let’s see if you’re man enough
to step up to the plate.” She turned and stomped inside the house.
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter
Six
     
    Cam
found Ryan throwing baskets. He stepped in front of him, hands on his hips and
glared. “You handled that well.”
    Ryan
jabbed a finger into his own chest. “Me? You had all but swallowed her whole.
Be glad it was me and not Mom who caught the two of you. She’d have blown a
gasket.”
    “What
about you?” Cam asked. “Like Emma said, she isn’t a little girl anymore. She’s
a woman with a will of her own. How would you feel about us getting to know
each other