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stare. There is something very Norman Bates about that guy . Ember shivered with the memory of their encounter.
    A deep voice sounded from nearby, startling her. Angelo had stepped out onto his balcony. Ember slid down in her seat to stay hidden behind a palm tree she’d placed there for privacy.
    He talked with someone on the phone. She was about to get up and tiptoe inside when his next words stopped her. “I have to be careful. Yes, I know. I thought of that also, but she didn’t say anything about it, and I’m wondering if she’s even aware.”
    Her? He continued to speak, and Ember’s mouth went dry. She’d leaned forward a bit and caught sight of him pacing. He was wearing black boxer briefs and nothing else.
    Yeah, he’s every woman’s fantasy . His skin was smooth and tan with a light dusting of hair on his chest. Muscles rippled as he moved. Her gaze traveled down to abs that left her mouth dry.
    He turned just then, and she got a good look at the ass she’d been lusting for earlier in the evening. Perfect was the only word to describe it.
    She nearly slid out of her seat when he spun around to make another pass. His cock may as well have had a red bull’s-eye painted on it. Ember couldn’t look away. His sheer size amazed her, and her pussy clenched. She’d never wanted a man so much. What would it be like to be taken by him? She almost groaned aloud at the thought.
    His cock suddenly twitched, and she jerked her attention to his face. He stared back at her with a heavy-lidded expression. She’d been busted again. How the hell did he see me sitting in the dark?
    Her cheeks heated instantly. Mortified, she jumped up and scrambled toward the door.
    “Don’t go.” The softly spoken command released a flutter of butterflies in her stomach.
    Ember froze. She couldn’t bring herself to turn and face him. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t eavesdropping. I—”
    A hand touched her shoulder, effectively cut off her words.
    She spun around, shocked that he’d moved so fast without her hearing his approach.
    “No need to apologize…Ember Burns.” He stepped closer, and his scent surrounded her in an invisible caress that was quickly becoming addictive.
    “That’s the second time you’ve called me that.” Her voice came out in a husky whisper.
    “It fits you.”
    His gaze lowered to her lips, and Ember stopped breathing. She felt his hands slide up the sides of her face. “I’ve wanted to do this all evening.”
    His mouth covered her top lip with a gentle suction. She’d never felt anything so wonderful. Her eyes drifted shut, and she tilted her head back to give him better access.
    He groaned and moved to the bottom lip, giving it the same attention before applying a gentle pressure, skimming his tongue along the seam.
    Ember gripped his biceps to keep from crumbling at his feet. Her heart beat overtime, and she had to remind herself to breathe. The feel of his tongue inside her mouth coupled with his amazing scent left her dizzy.
    The kiss suddenly ended, and Ember opened her eyes to find him staring back at her with a look of regret. “You taste better than I thought you would…and someone’s at your door.”
    He moved away, and the loss of his touch left her cold. It took a second to realize what he meant. But how had he known? She was so caught up in his kiss she hadn’t heard the doorbell.
    She turned to go with the intention of getting rid of her unwanted guest. “I’ll be right back.” She gave him an expectant look, hoping for assurance he’d wait, but he remained silent.
    Ember left him on the balcony with reluctance and traded the towel she’d been wearing for a T-shirt she normally slept in. She pulled at the hem, making sure it was long enough to cover her girly parts, then rushed to the door. A look through the peephole told her it was the detective. Damn it, Clay. Your timing sucks.
    She opened the door with a quick glance back to make sure Angel hadn’t followed her inside in