Free Sweet as Sin by Inez Kelley

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    bulldozer. Construction work had done wonders for his body. A thin white line above the towel edge suggested he spent long hours outdoors shirtless. The dark hair on his chest was neither too thick nor too thin. It was just enough to make her follow the narrowing arrow down to where it disappeared beneath the terrycloth low on his hips.
    It would be so easy to begin at his neck and travel that path downward with her fingers or her mouth.
    Follow the yellow brick road…
    She yanked her gaze back to his face and
    forced the pictures from her mind. Blinking several times, he set the bottle aside and reached for a can of shaving cream. As a small child, Livvy had loved watching her father shave. It seemed like a magic trick when his smooth cheeks would appear.
    “Can I watch?”
    John raised his eyebrows. “I guess. Nothing exciting, though. Just me, a razor and two days’
    worth of stubble. I always get shaving cream on my glasses so I had to pop my contacts in first.
    Besides, showering blind sucks. Thank God for extended-wear lenses.”
    “I like your glasses.”
    “Contacts are safer, can’t get knocked off your face.”
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    Livvy shrugged. She supposed working in
    construction had made that a concern. The white foam hissed into his palm. He lathered his face as she watched in fascination. The razor slid down, stroke by stroke, removing the whiskers and revealing smooth wet skin. His head rose to skim the blade down his neck and her tongue flicked out as if to taste the slick flesh. The sandpaper had been transformed to what, silk? Velvet? Supple suede?
    This is ridiculous. Shaking her head, she remembered why she came back here. “Are
    sausage, peppers and onions too spicy for you this late?”
    He shook his head while dragging a hand towel across his now smooth face. He caught her eyes in the mirror. His mouth split into a wolfish grin. “I like spicy.”
    It should be illegal to be so damn sexy on so little sleep. Her feet itched to walk to him, to loosen his knotted towel and steam up the bathroom without water. But she couldn’t so she backed out of the room. His chuckle followed her.
    By the time he rejoined her in the kitchen, she had his meal ready and her hormones under control. One was an easier task than the other.
    Thankfully, he was dressed in a pair of gray sweats and a black tee shirt. He looked at the food on the dining table and shook his head.
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    “Damn, Livvy. I’d have been fine with a bowl of cereal. Thank you. You didn’t have to do all this.” He smiled before sitting down.
    Pure satisfaction filled her and she brought the parmesan cheese to the table. Pulling one leg under her chin, she sat across from him and sipped a mug of green tea. “It wasn’t any trouble. Gina made the sauce. I just boiled and sautéed some stuff and boom, dinner. Easy.”
    Freshly scrubbed and fed, he didn’t seem very menacing. He simply reeked of sex appeal. His eyes caught her gaze and he held a fork up, offering her a bite with raised brows. The invitation was for more than food. He flirted even without words. But his words entranced her when spoken in a rich butterscotch voice.
    “This is good. So are you a chef chef or is pastry chef a whole different animal?”
    “I took the core courses but specialized in pastry early on.” She wrinkled her nose at him over her cup. “I like the sweet stuff.”
    “And I like the spicy,” he teased, spearing a bright red pepper.
    “Remind me and I’ll bring you a Chocolate Orgasm.”
    His fork halted in front of his mouth.
    “Chocolate orgasm? They come in flavors now?
    Damn, I didn’t think it had been that long since I got laid.”
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    Livvy laughed. “It’s a brownie, dummy. Dark Belgian chocolate, chili pepper, and…well, it’s a spicy sweet. I think you’ll like it.”
    “Liv, I’ll like any flavor orgasm you give me.”
    She shook her head, hiding her smile. “Eat your pasta.”
    “You’re