inside her. The brief moment of discomfort was so fleeting it barely registered on her radar.
They fit perfectly, like they were made for each other.
He rose over her, holding her tightly as their sweat-slickened bodies moved in unison. His hands cupped her buttocks, then slid down to spread her thighs further. The tension in her belly grew until she knew she was on the edge of something truly wonderful.
His lips lowered to her neck, sucking, nipping at the tender flesh. She wrapped her arms around him as her orgasm rippled through her abdomen. She twisted and shuddered, and she gripped him even tighter.
“That’s it, baby,” he murmured against her ear.
He tensed above her and moaned low in his throat. She wrapped her legs around him as he surged more deeply into her. He expelled his breath in one long hiss before he relaxed and slowly sank down over her.
She sighed and snuggled deeper into his arms. He felt so good.
Wrapped around her like he owned every inch of her.
“I love you,” she whispered.
He shifted so that his weight settled to the side, and he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her against his chest.
“Starla,” he mumbled.
Toni stiffened.
“I’m so glad you came back to me,” he whispered.
Every hope, every dream came crashing around her. Humiliation replaced her earlier euphoria. She closed her eyes against the tears swimming in her vision. God, what a fool she was. What was she going to do when he realized she wasn’t Starla? Could their friendship survive such an awful mistake?
She wiggled slightly until she was enough away to see he was sound asleep. She had to get out before she completely lost it. Carefully, she
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withdrew, sliding out of his embrace, praying he wouldn’t wake up and see her naked in his bed. She tensed as he stirred, but he merely swung his arm over his head and resumed his even breathing.
She collected her clothes and ran for the door, bolting down the hall into the living room. Tears flooded her eyes, spilling down her cheeks.
What was she going to do?
She yanked her pants on then pulled the shirt over her head. She wanted to scream, wanted to hurt someone as badly as she hurt right now.
She closed her eyes. Stupid, stupid, stupid .
She wilted on the couch, burying her face in her hands. What had been the most beautiful experience of her life now flopped in the final throes of a brutal death. And worse, she’d have to face Simon when he woke up and realized what a horrible mistake he’d made.
She sat there all night, dreading the morning when Simon would awaken to what they had done. She couldn’t sleep, couldn’t focus on anything but the moment he’d called her Starla.
Long after the first light of dawn peeked through the French doors leading to the deck, Toni heard the sound of Simon’s door. She tensed as his footsteps shuffled along the carpeted hallway.
Anxiety settled in and began eating away at her insides.
He walked into the living room wearing shorts and a T-shirt, his hair rumpled and his face haggard. He looked like hell. Much like she felt.
“Hey,” he said softly.
She swallowed, her mouth gone dry.
He padded over and sat down beside her, squeezing her knee with his hand.
“I just wanted to say thanks,” he said.
She stared at him. Was he out of his mind? He was thanking her?
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“I really appreciate you being there last night. You’re a great friend.” Realization began to dawn, and her heart tripped and sped up. He didn’t remember. It had to be the explanation. How else could he casually walk in as if nothing happened?
As much as the idea of him not even remembering making love to her stung, she was vastly relieved she’d been saved the humiliation of the whole messy ordeal.
She closed her eyes briefly, sadness mixing with the overwhelming relief. She had gone back to being the little sister, the best friend, anyone but the desirable woman she wanted him to see…
With a