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ruby shade of red, but then he smiled and a wicked gleam came into his eyes. “I might have to find out how your bite feels.”
    She chuckled and patted the cushion next to her.
     
    Reid joined her on the couch. He couldn’t believe how easy she was to hang out with. He’d been about to call for take-out before she had been set to arrive—he’d thought the date was blown—but they’d salvaged dinner despite his knife issues. They’d had a wonderful dinner and the clean-up had been fun. She’d flirted with him and he hopefully hadn’t put his foot in his mouth when he’d returned her flirtation.
    Reid wiped his hands on his jeans. “Umm…you want to watch a movie or something?”
    “How about some TV? CSI: NY will be starting in a few minutes. Do you like that show?” she asked.
    “I do.” Reid clicked on the television.
    Ashia drew him in again to conversation, as they discussed their favourite shows, then the episodes of CSI: NY, which they both enjoyed. They watched the show commenting on it as she laughed and Reid smiled, shifting so she couldn’t see his erection. She had changed from a woman he had seen jogging who was interesting to a woman whom he very much wanted to kiss. Ashia shifted, leaning against his shoulder, and Reid put his arm around her.
    She settled against his chest like she was made to be there as they watched the rest of CSI then Blue Bloods that way. She even stayed for the news, stretching when it was done. His arms felt empty without her in them.
    Ashia stood and he joined her, before escorting her to the front door. He reached around her for the door handle but she turned, facing him and blocking his way. He closed the distance and pressed his lips against hers.
    Reid stroked his tongue into her mouth and she opened up. The first taste of her burst across his tongue, as sweet as her scent, making him think of nights spent making love in the moonlight. Reid pulled her against his frame where she fit against him perfectly. Her arms curled around him, her grip tight and possessive, awakening a primal need within him. Reid smoothed his palms along her back, down past her waist and cupped her ass. Her moan reverberated against his tongue. Reid squeezed and released the firm globes as she growled at each touch.
    He ran his tongue along the sides of hers, swallowing each sound and demanding more. Ashia canted her hips, rubbing against his straining erection. Reid pulled away, licking her bottom lip.
    “Upstairs. Come to bed with me,” he pleaded.
    She disentangled herself from his arms, shaking her head, regret flashing across her face.
    “I can’t.” She took another step back.
    Opening the door behind her, she backed onto the porch.
    Reid moved forwards, hands gripping the doorframe.
    Standing on the porch, Ashia stared at him. “Come by the ranch tomorrow. Continue onto the road to the left from my clinic. We’ll have dinner at my place this time,” Ashia said.
    The promise in her voice caused him to tighten his hold on the door.
    “Okay.” As muddled as his mind was he was grateful to get that word out. He was glad she didn’t seem offended by his asking her to his bed and was willing to spend more time with him.
    “On second thought come early so we can spend the day together. We can have a Closer marathon. I have all the DVD’s. Eleven o’clock. My house.”
    Reid nodded, his brain still not quite following the speed of Ashia’s ever-changing mind.
    Ashia rushed forward and kissed him thoroughly.
    Reid locked his knees as they went weak.
    She withdrew and hurried down the steps muttering something about antiquated human biases. He watched as she pulled her vehicle out of the driveway and disappeared around the corner. He stepped back and closed the door. Reid leaned forward, placing his palms on the door.
    Lowering his head, he glared at his erection. “You got me in trouble. Groping her on the first date was not cool. No wonder she turned us down. Control from now