at him as he approached her. Her face was in shadow, her expression hidden. “See you in the morning.” Twisting the key, she opened her door and started through it. Lamplight from inside the room skimmed her tempting silhouette.
He was pushed beyond reason into a world of primitive needs. Even as unprepared as he was, he couldn’t let her go. “Wait.”
She turned and peered up at him. “Finn, are you okay?”
“No.” His voice rasped in the stillness.
“What’s the matter?”
“I...” He stopped to clear the huskiness from his throat. “I want you so much I can’t breathe.”
“Oh.” Her beautiful mouth curved in a smile and she stepped back from the door. “Would you like to come in?”
“God, yes, but I...I didn’t anticipate this.”
“I’m sure you didn’t.”
Hope dawned. “Did you?”
“No, of course not.”
He groaned. “Then we can’t—”
“Maybe not that, but there are alternatives.”
Alternatives. The word stood out in flashing neon in his frazzled brain.
Curling her fingers into the front of his shirt, she pulled him slowly inside her room. “You haven’t dated since Alison. I haven’t dated since I asked you out. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Swallowing, he nodded.
“Good.” She took off his hat and laid it on the dresser. “Because I can hardly wait to get my hands on you, Finn O’Roarke.”
He had the presence of mind to kick the door shut before his brain shut down completely.
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