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fear. Abbey was the most important thing to him in this realm, and he wouldn’t lose her over a kiss.
    He went around to the other side of the bed and slipped under the covers. She shifted and let out a quiet moan, rolling toward him and tucking her fingers into the crook of his arm as she liked to do. Jaxon cursed himself when that small gesture made him go as hard as stone.
    Having Abbey near him made his skin feel tight and his lungs struggle to draw a full breath. How could she possibly believe they would be better as friends when he needed her so desperately?
    She stirred, and her eyes opened a fraction of an inch. “What’s the matter, Jaxy? Are you all right?”
    “I couldn’t sleep without knowing you were safe.” He ran his hand over her hair and brought her closer. “Shh. I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”
    He pressed his eyes together when her cheek nestled against his chest. His flat nipples drew tight and his skin broke out in gooseflesh. His rod was so stiff, the covers peaked over his groin. He was a fool if he thought to show her he could control himself after last night. In truth, his cock burned with unspent desire, and the only way to extinguish it would be to plunge inside Abbey’s wet heat.
    Jaxon let out a long breath, angry he was being such a lecherous bastard and allowing his wicked thoughts to get the best of him. He reached down to adjust himself, not wanting to take a chance she’d open her eyes and witness his reaction to her. But when he felt Abbey’s throat swallow against his arm, he knew it was too late. He glanced down to see her mouth parted and her small pink tongue dart out to lick her lips.
    “That’s not fair,” she said.
    “What isn’t fair?”
    She glanced to the bulge under the blanket. “You know how long it’s been for me. It’s not fair to wave that thing under my nose, knowing that I’m not going to do anything with it.”
    “I’d let you do anything with it you like.” His smile let her know he was teasing, but his cock throbbed in anticipation.
    “I might be flattered if I didn’t know it’d been just as long for you.”
    “Do you truly believe my desire is from going too long without a woman?”
    Her gaze shifted back to his groin. “Well, the evidence is hard to deny.”
    When he took her small hand under the covers and ran it the length of him over his silky shorts, Abbey sucked in a breath. “You may not be willing to take me,” he said, “but never doubt that every inch is for you alone.”
    Abbey yanked her hand back, her green eyes blazing with righteous indignation. “You dog! Don’t you dare hit on me! You need to purge the pump, go in the bathroom and do it yourself! Honestly, Jaxon. What the hell?”
    With a humph , she turned away from him, rolling to her side, her rump pressing against his thigh. If his restrained desire had been a sound, it would have been a thousand wings smashing against the rocks as the Maker’s angels plummeted from the sky.
    He’d wanted his first mistress, Lace—had been made to go crazy from wanting her—but that couldn’t compare to how he felt in this moment, lying next to Abbey, feeling her ass pressed up against him, knowing that the only things separating him from heaven were two thin pieces of fabric, and one woman too stubborn for her own good.
    Perhaps it was true that he’d gone too long without a woman. But if he had anything to say about it, he wouldn’t be going without her much longer.

Chapter Three
    When Jaxon woke in the morning, his shaft hurt like it’d been bitten by frost. He looked around the room, but Abbey was nowhere in sight. His nostrils flared, taking in a faint and unfamiliar odor, something akin to burning flesh. Clothed only in his boxers, he sprang from the bed and ran down the hall, throwing open door after door. “Abbey!”
    When he got to the kitchen, there she was at the stainless-steel cooktop, smiling at him quizzically. The thin white shirt she wore