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hand with her husband.
    “My neighbors,”
Luke said as they entered the lift. “Mr and Mrs Fu live in the
unit opposite mine.”
    “They're sweet.”
    “They are. Mrs Fu is
always sending her husband over with home-cooked food for me. She's
a fantastic cook. See these love handles? She put them there!”
    “What love handles?
Let me see. Better yet, let me feel!”
    Luke gave a yelp as Nicole
began tickling him. He managed to dodge her but there was nowhere to
run in that tiny elevator.
    Nicole laughed as Luke
squirmed and shouted. “You're still so ticklish!” she
giggled.
    “Hey, no fair, you know
all my weak spots!”
    He caught her wrists in one
hand as she reached up to tickle his neck. She gasped as her body
slammed into his.
    The laughter was gone from
his eyes. In its place was a dark, smoldering heat, and he stared at
her with undisguised desire and hunger.
    Her breath hitched as he
pulled her to him. “Luke,” she whispered.

CHAPTER
SIX

    Luke released her wrists to
lower his hand to her waist. Nicole didn't resist or protest.
Instead, she slowly wound her arms around his neck and held on.
    The feel of her soft curves
against his body made his entire body thrum and tense. He gazed
deeply into those liquid brown eyes that held so much humor and
intelligence. Nicole was a high-flying, successful lawyer now, but
she was still the Nicole he knew. She was his friend, his buddy, his
sweet, funny, smart Nicole.
    And she was so damn beautiful
and sexy.
    Luke pulled her flush against
his body and leaned in. She felt so right in his arms, so perfect.
She tilted her face to him, her lips parting invitingly.
    “Nicole...” Her
name escaped on a ragged breath just before he kissed her.
    He heard a tiny whimper as he
took her mouth hungrily. God, she was sweet, and so damn hot. He
kissed her, tasted her, branded her possessively with his lips and
tongue. He swept his tongue over her lips and she moaned and pushed
her fingers into his hair.
    The kiss was hard, hungry,
demanding, and he could scent her fierce want and desire. He had
scented lust before, but he had never scented this wonderful,
alluring, intoxicating scent from a female before. It wasn't just
desire. It was something else, something more.
    It was the scent of…
    The elevator door opened and
Nicole gasped and turned her head to see if anyone had stepped in.
She blushed and straightened her clothes as Luke gently steered her
out with a hand on the small of her back. She was a little shaky on
her feet and he steadied her by curling his hand around her waist.
Honestly, he didn't want to ever stop touching her.
    “This is my place,”
he said.
    She blew out a breath and
fanned herself with one hand. “Wow. That was...” She
shook herself and looked down the corridor. “Just two units on
your floor,” she observed. “And since Mr and Mrs Fu have
gone out for the night...” She grinned slyly.
    “What are you planning
to do?” Luke teased as he unlocked his front door. “Have
your wicked way with me?”
    “Something like
that...” She twirled her ponytail flirtatiously with one
finger and batted her eyelashes at him.
    Luke laughed and resisted the
urge to kiss her again. There had been a moment of awkwardness after
that kiss, but Nicole had effortlessly smoothed the awkwardness over.
Nothing's changed, he thought with a smile. When they were kids,
they would sometimes fight and squabble, but their fights never
lasted more than a few minutes. Nicole had a way of making him laugh
by saying something totally irrelevant and irreverent. She knew just
how to distract him and get her way in the end, he realized.
    But this time, he wasn't
going to let her distract him with her jokes and banter. He had
scented her desire and arousal, and he knew that she wanted him as
much as he wanted her.
    “Will you walk into my
parlor?” Luke said with a bow as he held the door open for her.
    “Said the spider to the
fly,” she sang and stepped into his