He’d had a hell of a lot of hours to ponder the situation. Jacking off and taking two cold showers had done nothing to ease his raging desire when he’d gotten home, just like they’d never helped back in college. It’d taken every ounce of self control he possessed, plus a few he hadn’t known he had, to gallantly see Alicia back to the cottage, offer a respectful goodnight, and walk away. Her ragged breathing, hardened nipples, and enthusiastic response to his kiss all clearly indicated she was attracted to him, but then she jerked away, and that damn tear rolled down her cheek. Why had she gone from rubbing her hot little self against him to apologizing and trying to run in the blink of an eye? Was there a boyfriend or husband in the picture? Brad went over their conversation again, certain she’d said “I” rented, not “we” rented. “I’m such an ass,” he muttered, frowning. Wouldn’t most women be weirded out by a near stranger doing what he did? He wouldn’t have pushed for anything more than what she was comfortable with, but she didn’t know that.
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