She wondered why he had jumped up and raced away like he was on fire. Insecurities swamped her. Perhaps he hadn’t wanted her. She put her face in her hands as she recalled how she practically threw herself at him. She sighed as she remembered the sight of him running away. The man had the hottest ass on the planet, but she wondered about the red, swollen brand on his right butt-cheek. It was an incredibly detailed Native-American mask, and she surmised that it held meaning in his culture. It looked painful, and she wondered when and why he’d had it done. It seemed like an odd choice for a doctor, but it fit him as a warrior. Whatever the reason, it made her mouth water to think about tracing it with her tongue. She stretched her body, expecting to be sore after what they’d done, but instead, she was ready for another round. Sex with Jace was as burn-the-house-down good as it could get. She’d always known it would be. She’d also known that their coming together was inevitable, which was why she broke her engagement to John.
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