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away. But his hands held her close, the dampness from his shower seeping into her clothes as his gaze met hers. For a fleeting second those deep brown depths offered a window into his thoughts. A fierce wanting stared back at her. A look like that led down a dead-­end street. The only thing waiting at the end?
    Toe-­curling orgasms.
    â€œI’ll tell you mine,” she said, running her hands over his shoulders to his biceps, giving them a light, playful squeeze. His muscles demanded exploration. And she wanted to touch and taste every inch of him. “If you tell me yours.”
    He raised an eyebrow. “My what?”
    â€œYour mental picture for how tonight plays out.”
    One hand moved over her jaw, down her throat, teasing every nerve along the way until he reached the first button of her shirt. “You first.”
    She rose up on her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his ear. Releasing his arm, she reached for the impressive bulge beneath the flimsy hotel towel. “I want to push past your limits, drive you wild. Right here, in the pool, or in your bed. You choose the setting, just don’t hold back.”
    â€œMy room.” Brody drew her hand away from his erection. He stepped back and began pulling his clothes on as if someone had pulled the fire alarm. “And once I have you there, I’m going to run my mouth over every inch of you. Hell, right now I just plain want you, Kat.”
    Tomorrow, when he learned the truth, she might regret her lies by omission. But right now, with those words echoing in her head, she set aside the obstacles. Brody Summers wanted her. For tonight, that was everything.
    â€œBrody, tonight I want to be your fantasy.”

 
    Chapter 4
    S TANDING UNDER THE hotel hallway’s fluorescent lights, Kat’s words roared in his ears.
    I want to be your fantasy.
    He’d had the occasional one-­night stand, though not recently and always with women outside of Independence Falls. But he’d never been drawn to a woman like this, feeling as if he needed to claim every inch of her and make her come until sunrise. And he sure as hell had never shared his fantasies before. But tonight he’d kissed control good-­bye. He’d let her in, and damn if she hadn’t said the words he’d been dying to hear.
    The elevator doors opened and Brody stepped inside, holding tight to Kat’s hand.
    He could feel her gaze on him, but he kept his eyes fixed on the control panel as he pressed 3. One look at her and temptation would win. He’d hit the Stop button, drawing the elevator to a halt between floors, and taste every inch of her right here.
    â€œYou’re eyeing that big red button as if you’re thinking of doing something naughty,” she said, her tone light and playful.
    Her words were the final straw, breaking the dam, allowing his self-­control to rush away. When he’d read the text at the bar, relief had breached his restraint. Knowing that kid was out there alone while he sat in the hotel, removed from the action, he’d felt so freaking helpless. And yeah, that was unfamiliar ground for him. He hadn’t realized how much he needed the ten-­year-­old to be found alive, safe and sound, until his phone delivered the news.
    Now he just plain needed.
    â€œTell me,” she said. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
    Ignoring the elevator buttons, Brody pressed her back against the wall. He placed one hand beside her head, careful to leave space between their bodies. One touch and he might sink to his knees, taking her skirt with him.
    â€œI left my control by the pool,” he said, his voice low and rough. “So if you’re expecting restraint, if you wanted me to make love to you, I’m not the guy for you. Maybe tomorrow, but not tonight. When the elevator opens, you can walk away, and I’ll understand.”
    He pressed a kiss to her neck, needing to taste her again,