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âThat isnât what I meant.â Her eyes darkened. âIt was exciting. Itâs always exciting, but after itâs overâ¦â Lisa sighed and her explanation faded out.
âAfter itâs over, what happens?â he asked, feeling a sting of remorse. Had he been so inconsiderate that heâd foregone her pleasure for his? Lord knew, when he made love to Lisa, he had the sensation of a five-alarm fire that had to be put out, but her pleasure had always been important to him.
âAfter itâs over,â she began, and hesitated again. âYouâre still you, and Iâm still me. You still want no strings, and I still want a family. You usually go home, and the next morning I feelâ¦â She shrugged. âEmpty.â
Brick was the first to admit that the feminine psyche was a complete mystery to him. âIs this about me staying overnight? Because if it isââ
âItâs about you staying every night.â
Brick felt a muscle spasm in his jaw. Uneasiness grabbed and clutched at his gut. He shoved his clenched hand into his pocket. Hell, he simply was not ready to cut Lisa loose. He didnât want to give her up yet. When heâd seen that little book of hers with his name crossed out, heâd felt undiluted panic. âWe could live together.â
Her eyes rounded in surprise. Uncertainty flashed across her face, but only for a second. Lisa looked away. âI donât think so,â she said quietly.
âLisa, maybe this is just a stage,â he said, voicing what heâd been hoping because he couldnât accept not being with her anymore. âLook at how wrapped up in your job youâve been. Now, all of a sudden, you want marriage and a baby. Maybe this will all blow over in a couple of weeks or a month.â
âItâs not all of a sudden,â she wailed. âAnd I donât expect you to understand because I donât think you really know me that well.â
Affronted, Brick stared at her in disbelief. âWhat the hellââ
Lisa held up a hand. âYou know me sexually, but not in other ways. The other ways a woman wants to be known by a man.â
With a sinking sensation, Brick sensed her resolve. It was something new, and he hadnât come to grips with it. Before, sheâd always been flexible, almost malleable, and heâd hoped heâd be able to talk her around this latest glitch the way heâd always done before. But she looked as if sheâd faced something inside herself and come out stronger because of it.
Even though he topped her by five inches and outweighed her by a hundred pounds, Brick, who was known for his power, found himself envying her strength.
Lisa had made a decision grounded in what she thought was best. What sheâd decided, he realized, was that she didnât want him.
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Brick pulled off the handkerchief heâd tied around his head to keep the sweat from his eyes and accepted the chair and cold beer his sister, Carly, offered. âThanks.â
His brother-in-law, Russ Bradford, took another chair and saluted Brick with his own beer. âAppreciate your help. When you said you were coming down for the weekend, I swear I wasnât planning to work you to death.â
âIâm a long way from dying,â Brick said, though he felt miserable inside. He knew Russ needed help, and Brick needed something to quell the restlessness within him. So far, he hadnât found it. âSince Iâve been here so often lately, I thought Iâd better earn my keep.â
âItâs no problem and you know it,â Carly said. âAre you sure you donât want to come along for the dinner cruise on Matildaâs Dream? I could make space for you.â She grinned. âAfter all, you used to be part owner.â
âOne of eight owners,â he said wryly. Brickâs six brothers, he and Carly had