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Amy
chatted away on the ride back to his parents’ house after dinner
and a movie. It seemed like old times when they were teenagers. She
missed hanging out, the two of them, alone. Not a care in the
world. No mouths to feed or bills to pay.
    As nice as it sounded, she would never wish
away her little girl. Change her father, yes. But never Angel.
    They talked so much, Gabe must have turned
on the wrong street. “This is your house.” She laughed. “Your mom’s
is two streets down.”
    He shut off the car engine. “I know.” No
laughter laced his words.
    “ I said no funny business.” He really
needed to get past the fact they were never going to be together
again. Things were different now, and she had a kid by his brother.
A line she wasn’t prepared to cross.
    “ Come in and have some coffee. I’m not
ready for the night to end.” He leaned close and ran a finger down
her cheek, and she felt his warm minty breath on her
skin.
    She wanted him to kiss her. Make her forget
everything but the moment. Her breasts tingled with anticipation.
What would happen if she went inside? Would she drop her guard and
act on her fantasies about him?
    No, she was an adult now. Losing her head
led to trouble. A lesson she had learned the hard way.
    She shifted her body and turned toward him.
“It’s almost ten. I really should pick up Angel and get her in
bed.”
    “ Just one cup, and then if you’re
ready, we’ll get Angel.” He ran his hand through her
hair.
    Her neck tingled from his touch. Her mind
screamed no, but her body refused to listen. “Okay. One cup, but
then we really need to go.” Another half an hour wouldn’t hurt,
right? Angel was probably sleeping anyway. At least she was in a
safe location, unlike the crime ridden area they called home.
    Gabe exited the car and opened her door.
Once inside his house, they walked to the kitchen, and he turned on
the coffee pot.
    “ Did you have a good time tonight?” he
asked as he got two mugs from the cabinet.
    “ I had a great time. No dishes to
clean or mouths to wash. Not to mention, an R rated movie. Thank
you for a nice evening.” She leaned her back against the counter
and looked around the room. The kitchen was about the size of her
dining room, living room and kitchen combined. Stainless steel
appliances sparkled and shined. For a second, she envisioned Angel
wiping a gooey ketchup hand across the refrigerator.
    A clang from the mugs brought her back from
dream world, and she noticed Gabe staring at her breasts. He moved
in front of her and rested his hands on the counter, dangerously
close to her waist.
    “ I’ve dreamed of you standing in this
kitchen, making coffee in the morning.” His sky blue eyes gleamed
with mischief. “Everything was picked out with you in
mind.”
    Her muscles tightened as he threatened to
kiss her. She wanted to taste his lips, feel his hands on her
breasts, make love to him and never let him go. But it was too
late. Too many things had happened, and they could never go
back.
    “ I think we should leave before we do
something we’ll regret.” Her hands shook as she placed them on his
chest. She intended to push him back, but she liked the feel of his
muscular pecs under the dress shirt hiding his torso. He’d been a
teen the last time she touched his chest. Tall and skinny. Now, he
stood before her, all grown up, shoulders broadened, lean and
powerful.
    “ I’ll never regret anything I do with
you.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss over her lips. When she
didn’t object, his hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her
closer. Then one traveled down to cup her butt. “I’ve been wanting
to touch your ass all night.”
    He covered her mouth with his. Hunger rose
inside her. She opened for his searching tongue. A low groan
escaped his throat, and his chest quaked beneath her hands.
    His fingers dug in her hair, and he deepened
the kiss. Their tongues wrestled while his other hand roamed over
her back and squeezed