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…have any place in his life. At least not at that time. “It’s been a long time since I’ve taken an afternoon to be carefree and enjoy myself. And to have an entire weekend to spend with someone so special.”
    He knew he needed to change the subject before he said more than he wanted to and ended up revealing too much about his past. Last night had been incredible, and today had been a perfect day, starting when he woke up with Shasta sleeping next to him. He didn’t want to ruin the rest of the weekend by bringing unpleasant realities into it. Especially the reality that said he had gotten in over his head where Shasta Brooks was concerned. He feared he might be falling in love with her, and he couldn’t allow it to happen.
    “There’s still a couple of bottles of champagne left from your birthday party. Let’s enjoy a glass on the patio.” He tilted his head to one side and winked at her. “And then, as soon as it’s dark, maybe we can take advantage of the hot tub again. And while we’re at it take advantage of each other, too.”
    She smiled. “I’ll get the glasses. You open the champagne.”
    They sat on the patio, sipping champagne and enjoying the last ribbons of color streaking across the night sky. Shasta couldn’t stop her mind from wandering to thoughts she didn’t want to deal with. It wasn’t anything real, only a feeling that said he had started to distance himself. Not physically but personally. And she didn’t understand why. Did she dare mention it? Pry into his private life? In some ways, he was so open and forth right, but there still remained the secrets he guarded.
    Granted, they had most certainly shared incredible sex that put their relationship on a much deeper level than two people just starting to date. But it had been physical. He had fucked her into mind boggling orgasms more intense than any she had ever experienced, but there was an emotional intimacy that seemed to hover on the sidelines without being truly a part of their time together. It left her uncertain about what to say or how much she could expect.
    With the patio cloaked in darkness, Dane removed the cover from the hot tub. He took Shasta’s hand. “Do you still want to enjoy the hot tub for a while?”
    His touch warmed her, a combination of sensual heat and tenderness. “Yes. The hot tub sounds marvelous.”
    They went to her bedroom and quickly discarded their clothes. Once again, she marveled at the hard planes of his chest, his broad shoulders, athletic build and a truly beautiful cock that made her pussy wet just looking at it. And the knowledge of how it felt inside her—of the way it filled her tunnel with deep sure strokes, the pulsing heat that radiated from it—set her heart pounding and her blood racing hot through her veins.
    If they made love ten times a day every day for the rest of her life, she still would want more of him. The fact that she was in lust with him was not in doubt, but heaven help her, she was on the fast track to love.
    He pulled her into his embrace, ran his fingers through the silky strands of her hair, then held her close. He couldn’t get enough of the feel of her bare skin, her taste, the way her pussy tugged at his cock, the indescribable beauty and glow on her face as the orgasmic convulsions claimed her.
    But he had gone past mere lust the first time he kissed her. He was closing in on love and couldn’t allow it. He released her from his embrace, all except her hand. They paused at the door to the patio, turned out the lights, pulled the drapes open and stepped outside. They settled into the water, Dane seated on the bench with Shasta straddling his legs and facing him as she had before.
    He pulled her close, his breath ragged as he sought out her breasts. He teased her nipple with the tip of his tongue, then drew it into his mouth. He suckled gently at first, but it quickly became more fervent as his ardor increased. How could he continue to deny the emotional need