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begged.
    Emily rubbed her chest against his and her tight nipples pressed on his chest.
    “What are you asking for?” Chase didn’t want to read too much into her pleas. He knew how easy he could assume what she was asking.
    “Take me somewhere. Take me somewhere and make love to me,” she whispered and wrapped her arms around his neck.
    His heart pounded and Chase held her close.
    “Are you sure about this? I don’t want any lasting regrets,” he warned.
    She hesitated for a second and he thought she was about to ask him to take her home.
    “No. I want this.”
    He stared down into her eyes and looked at her swollen lips. How could he deny her anything?
    Chase helped her inside his truck and together they travelled along the road until they reached a secluded hotel.
    “Stay here. I’m going to go and get us a room.”
    He walked into the hotel and waited to be served. Chase had thought about taking her to the house he shared with Lawrence but thought better of it. If his best friend was to walk in on him making love to Emily, things would become bloody. Lawrence may be his best friend but he hadn’t been entirely honest with him.
    Lawrence believed Chase couldn’t stand Emily. In fact he’d made sure his friend didn’t know anything about his obsession. He couldn’t remember when his obsession with this kind hearted woman began.
    When they’d been young kids and Emily even younger, she’d always made room for Chase. The girl had a huge heart. In high school when he’d been struggling with a few classes, instead of teasing him she’d tutored him without anyone knowing.
    In his wallet he kept a small picture he’d taken of her at a picnic with the whole town. Yes, he was a sap and he was in love with his best friends girl.
    Not that Lawrence would ever find any of this information out. How he’d explain, this trip to the motel was beyond him.
    He paid for the room and walked back out to the truck. Emily stared back at him.
    God, he hoped he didn’t make a complete ass of himself.
     

Chapter Two
     
    Emily watched as Chase returned.
    What the hell am I doing?
    She was about to go into a motel room, alone with Chase Spencer. A deep breath later and she thought about the scene with her mother. Then her attention went back to the time she hit on Lawrence.
    It was at her eighteenth birthday party. When everyone had left and only she and Lawrence had remained she’d literally thrown her naked body at him.
    The humiliation when he’d held her off had mortified her. The next morning she’d feigned a hangover and pretended she couldn’t remember what had happened during their time together.
    Chase pulled the keys out of the ignition and went round to her side and opened the door.
    “You can still change your mind.  No hard feelings and you can go home,” he said.
    Emily glanced at his hand then at the row of doors. Behind each door she imagined a couple locked in an embrace. That awful night with Lawrence had resulted in her staying a virgin forever, or at least the past two years.
    “No. I want this.” She placed her hand in his and allowed him to lead her up a flight of stairs to the room at the far end of the lot.
    “I thought you might like as much privacy as possible.” He opened the door and let her go through first. The place sat in darkness until he flicked the switch.
    “This is good,” she said.
    “We could go back to my place but I share it with Lawrence.”
    “No. This is better.” She moved into the center of the room and stared at the innocent looking bed.
    The sound of the door shutting echoed throughout the room.
    “Do you bring girls to motel rooms often?” she asked.
    “No. Never.”
    His voice had gone a few shades deeper and she glanced over at him. His stare burnt her. She saw the desire shining brightly in his eyes. She was a virgin but she wasn’t stupid. All these years she knew what desire looked like.
    “Would you like to go and get comfortable?” he