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bath in the world, only with a lot more touching and tingling.
    She wanted to drown in his scent. His arms. Their bodies were pressed so tightly together she could feel his cock harden against the curve of her hip bone.
    Her own touch was careful as she moved down his body with her lips. She lingered over the dimple above his ass, wanting to fill it with champagne and lick it out. But they had no champagne, and anyway, she wouldn’t have stopped these kisses. Not when they lit up all her good parts from the inside out.
    Drowning didn’t seem to be optional.
    One last functioning brain cell warned her that drowning might not be the best thing to do. But it was only the one cell and it was far too quiet. All she could hear was her own pulse. Their shared breaths.
    She couldn’t even pretend to mind that he abandoned the scalp massage for parts down south. He’d let her know how much he liked her new coif. Now, as his gentle fingers brushed those naked lips, she had to admire her own cleverness. So much more sensation. It was as if she’d taken off a blanket.
    His hips started moving faster. She reached for him, and, oh, God, he was hard. He pulled back to hiss as her hand tightened on his flesh. She almost stopped but he shifted to give her more room.
    He surprised her by not thrusting again. Instead, he looked at her. Lips in a gentle upward curl, eyes soft even though they were dark and half-lidded with want. She tried to build a rhythm with her hand, but his stare, the tenderness in it, threw her off. He didn’t complain. Just moved easily into her grip.
    It wasn’t what they did.
    “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice sounding weird in the quiet of the room.
    “Enjoying you.”
    “Do you need a nap?”
    Liam shook his head, although his gaze stayed steady.
    She blinked. She blinked and she started pumping him. Just the way he liked it. In a minute, she’d go down on him.
    His moan was low, and his eyes rolled back, finally breaking the spell, but he didn’t stay lost for long. Gently teasing fingertips slipped inside her pussy.
    She grinned. “Okay, Copper. It’s on.”
    His smile didn’t change but his head dipped for a kiss. Not like before. A brush of lips, a caress of breath. Although she was doing her job well enough for him to grunt and his hips couldn’t stay still, he found her earlobe. First it was panting, hot and wet, but then—
    “You are amazing, Ms. Hayes. Talented. Beautiful. Smart. Captivating.”
    She closed her eyes and stopped her hand. There was nothing she could do but be as still as possible as she tried with all her might not to believe him.
    He couldn’t possibly know how those words were going to hurt her when this all ended. Which it would. The ending had been the important bit. It was what had convinced him to be her muse at all.
    So she’d force herself to forget what he’d said. The look in his eyes. How his touch made her heart ache.
    It was time to take a big step back. All she’d asked him for was sex. Not this. Never this. Because the memory of this would kill her.

Chapter Eight
    “No, you go on ahead,” Aubrey said. “I’m too…” She smiled a little and shrugged.
    “Lazy?”
    She nodded and snuggled down under the blanket.
    Liam hoped that was all it was. After a quick kiss he hurried to the bathroom. As he jumped in the shower, the memories of Aubrey telling off Ricci hit him again. He’d been so worried she’d do something crazy, but she’d been great. Really great. The fact that she’d spent so much time with him when she could have been working was a hell of a thing.
    He couldn’t wait until she finished the damn window. It wasn’t that he minded being at her service, but with his hours and her deadline, they spent most of their time together fucking. Not that he was complaining, but he looked forward to getting to know her better, which would only happen after Christmas Eve Eve.
    Funny how the thing that had convinced him to get involved with