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Carson wasn’t so far gone over her that he didn’t realize this was one of those moments in life in which you could choose one of two paths. The first path would lead you away from temptation and back to the sanity that ran your life with ruthless determination to steer clear of situations like this.

The second path, the one staring up at him with those incredible blue eyes that seemed to see right through him, was the road to ruin.

At least that’s what he’d always thought before she was right here in his arms, the most perfect woman he’d ever met.

As if it had ever been a decision, he bent his head to touch a soft kiss to her lips.

“What’re you thinking?” she asked after a long silence.

“I’m trying to remember why I thought this was a bad idea.”

“I’m not asking you for anything other than right here and now. Don’t panic. You’re not about to be saddled with a wife and kid that you never wanted.”

“I know that,” he said, sounding far more defensive than he’d meant to.

“Don’t overthink it. It’s just sex.”

She was starting to piss him off, but not so much that he wanted to be anywhere but right there with her.

“Are you the guy in this relationship?” he asked with a teasing grin.

“It’s not a relationship. You don’t want that.”

Afraid that his reluctance was talking her out of wanting him, he bent his head to kiss her neck. “I want you to know… Nothing about me being weird has anything at all to do with you.”

“Except you’re in bed with me while you’re being weird, so it feels a bit personal.”

“Cres… Come on. You’re perfect in every way.”

“No, I’m not. Don’t put me up on some kind of pedestal. I’m just a person with all the same flaws other people have.”

“I haven’t found a single one.”

“Stick around. You’ll see them.”

He shook his head. “I don’t believe that.”

She tugged his shirt up and over his head.

Then he sat back to remove her tank, revealing spectacular breasts with light pink nipples that hardened before his eyes.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said gruffly.

Her hands cradled his face. “So are you.”

“I ain’t got nothing on you.”

“Are you going to be all talk and no action?”

Glowering at her, he angry-kissed her and made her laugh.

All this sexiness and laughter, too. A guy could get into big trouble with her if he wasn’t careful. Kissing his way from her neck to her breasts, smoothing his tongue over her nipples and drawing them into his mouth… Was that considered being careful? Did making her moan and press the heat between her legs against his straining erection count as being careful? Was any of this within his control, or was this what it was like to be swept out to sea by a rip current?

Whatever it was, it felt as good as anything ever had, and as long as she was enjoying it as much as he was, he wasn’t about to stop any time soon.

Her smooth, toned belly quivered under his lips as he kissed a path to her core. He removed her pajama pants and skimpy panties and then sat back for a look at her in all her glorious perfection. “Wow.”

“Maybe you could get naked, too?”