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nearly broken up. Of course, his reaction to her had been only a little about the dress. Most of it had been the fact that he’d realized he was deeply in love with her and couldn’t live without her.
    But the dress had been a fun detail.
    Like tonight.
    The heat—and love—he felt for her was about so much more than what she wore. Still, he couldn’t help but respond to the blue leather.
    Jessica was a gorgeous brunette who’d had him twisted in knots even when they’d only been co-workers in the ER. She was bossy and opinionated and independent and took care of everyone around her.
    So the fact that he could make her weak with desire and could make her face light up with happiness meant the world to him.
    He also loved that he saw a softer, almost vulnerable side of her every time she looked at their daughter. The moments when he watched her rocking Ava to sleep—when Jess was exhausted and could barely think straight, and all she could really do was rely on instinct and love—were some of his favorite moments. Not because she was spent, but because even when she was functioning on emotion only, she was everything their daughter needed.
    Before Jessica had come into his life he’d been questioning everything—his career, his choices, his future and, maybe especially the wisdom of loving someone. It used to seem like caring about someone or something always ended in pain.
    But he had discovered that the moments of happiness were worth any risk of hurt. And the moments of happiness just kept multiplying with Jessica.
    Like moments when she asked him to put his hand up her skirt.
    “You know how it is,” he said, running his hand up her leg, under the edge of the dress. “Once I start touching you I have a hard time stopping.”
    “It’s one of the things I like best about you.” She got a little breathless when his hand slipped higher.
    His cell phone chirped with another text message, but Jess reached behind her where she’d stashed the phone on the seat. She hit a button without breaking eye contact with him.
    Looked like Gina was on her own.
    Not that he minded.
    “Are you wearing one of your thongs under here?” he asked, stroking the skin on her inner thigh, teasing her by not going higher just yet.
    “Nope.” She shifted her legs a little farther apart, but the skirt didn’t allow a lot of motion.
    He lifted an eyebrow. “No?” He loved her thongs.
    “I’m not wearing anything under here.”
    He was already hard, but a surge of heat hit him below the belt. “We might be here for a while.”
    “I want your mouth on me, Ben,” she said huskily. “Take me home.”
    There was no way he was going to make it farther than the parking lot without touching her. But it was darker and more private there and dark and private was definitely the kind of touching he wanted to do.
    “Let’s go.” He slid to the edge of the booth, nudging her along in front of him.
    He handed money to the waitress as they hurried past her and he spared a brief glance in the direction of Kevin’s table.
    “They’ve both dated without you in the past,” Jessica said, tugging him out the door. “They’re fine.”
    He smiled. He liked this possessive side of Jessica. And he really liked how her ass looked in that dress.
    Her car was parked around the corner from the front of the restaurant between two big pickups. She bent to unlock the car door, but he pressed in close, his lips on her neck. “Hang on a second.” They’d be well hidden here. Or at least well hidden enough.
    She paused and tipped her head to the side so he could slide his mouth behind her ear. “Ben?” she asked huskily.
    “I’ve gotta get my hands on you, darlin’.” There had been a time when he’d been concerned with being sure Jessica had rose petals and candles, all the sweet romance she could handle. But he’d quickly learned that she was just fine with hot, sexy, spontaneous encounters too. Which was often handy at the hospital when