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for these two. Even if Kora said she never wanted to see Donovan again, she still did. I knew it deep down. They would end up together, despite any obstacles. After all, Donovan definitely wasn’t the type of man to go down without a fight.

Chapter Forty-Seven

Presley

Although I’d been exhausted when I’d originally come up to my room, it had taken me nearly an hour to fall asleep. Partly because my body was humming from being so close to Jake, my desire for him intensifying with every passing second.

Once my head had hit the pillow, I had smelled him on the shirt he’d let me borrow, and the heady masculine scent hadn’t been easy to ignore. Then, my mind wandered to the full backpiece tattoo that I’d caught a glimpse of on him. Clearly I’d been all wrong about this guy. He was definitely the tattoo type and quite frankly, they looked fucking good on him. So good I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about licking my way over his body, tracing every outline with my tongue.

In fact, my blood had heated to irrational degrees, making my body hum loudly enough I figured he would hear me from downstairs. More than once, I’d been tempted to go down there to find him, to follow up on this uncanny attraction I had for him, but somehow I had managed to ignore it.

Well, technically, my exhaustion had won out and I had fallen asleep.

And now, as I rolled over to face the wall of windows that overlooked the lake, I saw the first rays of the sun peeking over the tree line. I peered at the clock near my head. Six fifty-four. Not bad, considering.

With a sigh, I forced my legs over the edge of the bed and onto the plush beige carpet. Once I was upright, I made a quick detour to the elaborately oversized bathroom, where I used the facilities, then brushed my teeth using my finger and a tube of toothpaste I found in the drawer because I was too lazy to dig my stuff out of my suitcase, although I probably should have.

The woman staring back at me looked as though she’d slept like the dead. My hair was a mess, but that didn’t bother me too much. I simply finger-combed it, then took a deep breath and headed downstairs.

It wasn’t until I was halfway down the stairs that I saw Jake coming out of the kitchen. When his eyes locked on me, I knew instantly that I’d forgotten something.

My pants.

Lucky for me, he’d loaned me his T-shirt last night because sleeping in jeans wasn’t even remotely comfortable, and the idea of wearing something that had at one time been on his body—I hadn’t expected to actually take the one that was on him, that was a bonus—had been too great to ignore.

However…

Not only had I removed my pants, but I’d also shed my bra, which meant I was standing there wearing nothing more than his soft, cotton T-shirt and my panties. It wasn’t that I was endowed enough that it even mattered, but I knew the reaction my body had to him, and likely, my pebbled nipples were poking through the fabric.

Not that I was going to look. That would be worse.

Thank God the shirt went down to my knees or I definitely would’ve gone up in flames.

“Morning,” I forced out, continuing my way down the stairs, pretending that I hadn’t accidentally forgotten to get dressed. Though somewhere deep in my subconscious, there was a little voice that told me it wasn’t an accident.

Irrelevant.

“Mornin’,” Jake rasped, his eyes tracking me as I made my way toward him.

I stopped directly in front of him, looking up and meeting his gaze head on. I didn’t hide my smile, either, immensely enjoying the flustered, confused look on his incredibly handsome face.

“Did you sleep well?” I asked, trying to draw his attention back to where we were and what we were doing and not the fact that he could strip me naked in less than two seconds flat if he wanted to.

Then again, I needed to remind him (as well as myself) about what we weren’t doing. I could see it in his eyes that if I gave a single hint as to what I really wanted, he’d be on me faster than I could say his name. And trust me when I said that I wanted that more than my next breath.

But I knew better. There was something going on

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