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closer to the edge again. He squeezed her clit again, and was catapulted through the clouds.
    Her orgasm shattered through her body as energy pulsated through her body with reckless abandonment. White hot energy echoed out from her body, encompassing Trey, too. Rylie knew she was testing the boundaries of her gifts, but she had to know what Trey was feeling for her as he came. She opened her eyes to read his aura. Bright pink radiated from his aura. He was in love with her. She felt Trey’s shaft harden and every muscle in his body turn to steel. She licked her way off of him just as his cock kicked out and he came. Their gazes locked. His eyes were glazed with pure animal satisfaction as he looked at her.
    “What?” she asked.
    “You align our energies when we come.”
    She blinked. “I do?”
    He drew her down to the bed. “Yeah. It’s so fucking hot. It intensifies the bang.”
    Trey rolled over and pulled Rylie against his length. He moved the comforter around her shoulders. His sex pressed like a third lover between their bodies. He skimmed his hand over her soft skin. Down her backside where he let his fingers linger over the smooth edge. He was in love with her. She closed her eyes tightly. How could she let him fall in love with her? She wasn’t ready for love.
    “We can’t keep doing this,” she said.
    His hand stilled its circular motion over the top of her hip. Her hand continued to weave through the dark hair on his chest. He kissed her temple, and it felt so right that it frightened her. Trey’s hands tightened on her hips.
    “Don’t think about it now.”

Chapter Fourteen
     
    Morning sunshine came through the windows. A mockingbird chirped somewhere in the distance. Rylie reached out and felt the warm mattress. Where was Trey?
    The bedroom was masculine. Rich. Rylie pushed the comforter aside and sat up. There was a black dog tag tossed on the nightstand. A red medic emblem was embossed on one side. Rylie let her fingers brush over that seal before flipping it over. Trey was anaphylactic to nuts, bananas, and bee stings. She pulled the sheet from the bed, wrapping it around her body.
    Through the windows she saw Trey sitting at a table on a balcony, reading through files on a laptop. His hand held a steaming cup of coffee. Rylie reached for her clothes, dressing before she headed for the open door. He turned.
    “Morning, babe. Coffee?” he asked.
    She took the cup from his hands, taking a sip. “Thanks.”
    “Did you sleep well?” he asked.
    Fresh morning air blew a chill over her skin. She sat down beside him. “Like a rock.”
    “Good.”
    “Do you have to work this morning?” she asked.
    “I’m working from home and I’m going in later. Breakfast?”
    “I’m good with coffee.”
    He gave her a kiss. “You sure?”
    “Positive.”
    “I can’t tempt you with eggs and bacon?” he teased.
    Their hands linked with an intimacy only lovers experienced. A thrill danced through her body. She was falling hard for him. She watched as the shift of light darkened his blue-gray eyes.
    “I’m good.”
    “Are you now?” He pulled her close and gave her a kiss. “I think we’re good together.”
    “So do I,” she said.
    The words rushed from her mouth before she could stop them. Had she’d given too much of herself away? Trey pulled her hand to his lips, giving her a kiss.
    “Okay. I’m starved. I’ll bring you another coffee.”
    “Thanks.”
    Rylie sipped the rest of his coffee, looking across the backyard. Dew clung to the grass. A deer crept out of the forest and moved across the lawn. Rylie saw Trey’s laptop flip to screen saver mode, and she automatically reached out to swipe her finger across the pad. The cursor smoothed over a folder on the desktop, snapping open a file. Pictures flipped up in the box.
    Brown desert sand flowed over the pictures. Rylie sat up. They were shots of Jordan. She double tapped on a picture and it maximized. A tight shot of her face was taken