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they worked long shifts.
    Or in restaurant parking lots.
    She turned. “Then put your hands on me.”
    So he did. He slid his hand up under her skirt as she slipped one of the dress’s straps off her shoulder. His hand cupped the right cheek of her ass as the bodice of her dress gaped, revealing one breast.
    “I’m not going to be able to stop if I really start this,” he warned her.
    “Good,” she whispered. “This reminds me of the night we smashed that strawberry patch.”
    He half laughed, half groaned. That had been a wild night. They’d parked the car in what they thought was an alley, so crazy with need for each other they’d barely been aware of their surroundings. It turned out that they’d driven over the prize-winning strawberries of a man who pressed charges, not just for his ruined fruit, but for public indecency. Not that it had been truly public. But his young son’s telescope had put them on display for one more person than they’d intended.
    “We’re not going to end up in jail again, are we?” he asked.
    “I’m not sure I care.” She leaned in and kissed him.
    As her lips parted and he stroked his tongue deep against hers, he also slid his middle finger into her silkiness. She gasped and moved closer, the kiss heating and his finger pressing deep.
    She reached between them to stroke the length of his erection.
    “I love you, Ben,” she whispered.
    “I love you, too,” he said gruffly. “I love that you’re the best mom in the world, the best nurse in the world, the best sister and friend in the world and the best wife ever. And,” he said, circling his thumb faster, feeling her inner muscles begin to tighten, “I also love that you’ll wear blue leather and hooker boots and that you’re still hot enough for me that you’ll let me feel you up in a restaurant parking lot.”
    “We need to go home. Now.”
    He pulled his hand from under her dress, grinning like an idiot. “Wow, I’m really good at that.”
    Jess straightened her dress, tucked her hair behind her ear and took a deep breath.
    “No arguments from me, Dr. Torres.”
    He groaned. She knew how much it turned him on when she called him Dr. Torres.
    He took the keys from her, loving her flushed cheeks and that she was still breathing a little faster than normal. “We’re taking one car. We can come back for yours tomorrow. I might have the urge to pull over on the way.”
    “I know the perfect place,” she said, sliding out from between him and the car and heading for the passenger side. “There’s something I’ve wanted to try for a long time.”
    Yep, Ben decided as he started the car, this was just absolutely, completely, perfectly right.

Chapter Three
    Sam and Danika
     
    “Isn’t she hot?”
    Sam looked up at his wife. She was up on a ladder at Tease , their favorite erotic boutique, changing a light bulb after hours. He was on the floor, steadying the ladder. “I have no idea. I can’t stop looking at your butt in those jeans.”
    Danika grinned down at him. “You looking at my butt while I was standing on something got us into a lot of trouble once, if you remember.”
    How could he forget? She’d been working on a ceiling fan while standing on a dining room table. He’d definitely been looking at her butt then, but he’d made the mistake of touching her too—without warning. She’d fallen, broken her wrist and the rest was the story they were going to be telling their grandchildren about how they’d fallen in love.
    “Yeah, I remember,” he said, resisting the urge to run his hand up the inside of her leg.
    “Hey.” Dani snapped her fingers in front of his face. “Check her out.”
    “It’s a rare wife who encourages her husband to check out another woman.” But Sam turned and located the manager of Tease. He knew Tina. He’d just never really looked at her. That had been the case with all women since Dani had come along.
    “She’d be great for Dooley,” Dani said, climbing back