If she hadn't said those words to him, if he could have pretended she was no different than any other woman he'd been with...
Fuck.
She wasn't just anyone. She was his best friend's little sister. She was his sister-in-law.
And she thought she was in love with him.
What had he done?
* * *
Janica felt Luke shift beside her as he worked to slide his arm out from beneath her frame.
Her heart started pounding. Hard.
In the real world where things made sense and she stayed on one side of the playground while Luke stayed on the other, she knew he was right to leave. That whatever had happened between them was all wrong.
But, God, it had felt so right.
Better than right.
Perfect.
And in the dark, in the aftermath of those moments when he'd called her sweetheart and looked into her eyes as if he really and truly cared about her, all she knew was that she would die inside if he left.
“Stay.”
He stilled, like a thief caught in the act.
And maybe he was a thief, she thought. Because somehow, when she wasn't looking, he'd snuck in and stolen her heart.
Damn him.
Seductively, instinctively, she rubbed herself against him so that his rock-hard shaft slid between her already slick labia, the soft curve of her butt cheeks. Reaching around for one of his hands, she placed it over one of her breasts.
Her nipple beaded against his large hand and she could feel him pulsing against the flesh between her thighs, still tender from his wonderfully rough lovemaking.
A few more seconds and, oh please, his incredible cock would be sliding back into her pussy and she could experience pure ecstasy for a second time.
Only, the next thing she knew she was alone in her bed.
And the worst part of it was that he didn't say anything. He simply pulled away from her and walked naked out of her bedroom.
Stunned, she lay there for a moment, cold without his arms around her, empty without his thick heat driving into her.
Fortunately, anger came fast on the heels of her shock.
Jumping off the bed, she rushed into her living room to see that Luke was almost fully dressed already.
“You're leaving.”
His face was an impenetrable mask. “Yes.”
So that was the way it was going to be?
Fine. She didn't want any apologies from him. And she definitely didn't want his thanks for a killer fuck.
He hadn't taken anything from her that she hadn't wanted to give.