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He didn’t mock her like he might have once.
“Me too.”

For some reason, the fact that he was scared
too stifled some of her own fear. She kissed his lips softly.

Cupping her face in his hands, he deepened
the kiss until she couldn’t seem to get enough air. Her breasts
were heavy and her pussy ached. How could she want again him
already? The man was going to turn her into a sex addict.

“You think you can take me again tonight?”
he murmured against her lips.

At least he wasn’t delusional about his
size. She’d be sore—she was already sore—but she wanted him so
badly that she didn’t care. “Awfully impressed with ourselves,
aren’t we?”

A soft laugh. “I think you’re impressed,
too.”

“You wish, fratboy.”

His body shook with laughter and soon she
couldn’t help joining him. After their laughter faded, he tipped
her chin up so she would be looking at him if she could see farther
than her nose.

“You know I wasn’t
actually
a
fratboy, right?”

“You totally should have been. You have that
preppy vibe. I think it’s the fact that your clothes all look
ironed.”

“It’s shocking you know what ironed clothes
look like. I’m fairly certain you don’t even own an iron.”

“Only fratboys own irons,” she said, voice
serious. She couldn’t keep a straight face while saying it, but at
least in the dark he couldn’t see her spoiling her own joke.
“Besides, clothes look better wrinkled.”

“Just on you,” he said, tenderly. “You think
there’s any food in this place?”

She laughed—probably inappropriately long
and hard—at the comment, and he helped her stand while she was
still snickering to herself.

“What’s so funny?”

“You and food. It never fails.”

“What can I say, you whet my appetite. Must
be all this ironing talk.”

A smile touched his lips when they pressed
against hers for a quick kiss, and a slight thrill ran through her
at the touch. A small part of her had wondered if his affection
would disappear entirely after they had sex, let alone after she
gave him a blowjob.

“Stacy’s dad was up here a couple of days
ago, I think. He usually keeps the fridge stocked this time of
year. If the power doesn’t come on soon, it’ll all go bad anyway,”
she said.

They felt around the walls of the bathroom
until he triumphantly announced he’d found a towel. After a quick
scuffle over the towel, he helped got her dry before drying
himself. Then they stumbled back into the living room.

They dressed as quickly as they could, given
the darkness. And then Bryan was whipping them up turkey sandwiches
in the kitchen. At least, it tasted like turkey. It was hard to
tell in the moonlight.

Carrie was halfway through hers in no time
flat, thankful that the darkness hid the fact that she was
practically shoving the food down her throat. Great sex apparently
made for a hefty appetite for her, too.

“You should let me take you out for a real
dinner. After we get out of this blizzard, I mean.”

She swallowed the large chunk of sandwich
that had formed a rock in her throat. “I don’t want you to feel
obligated—”

“I don’t. I…I just want to take you
out.”

The hesitancy in his voice was almost
startling. Bryan didn’t hesitate. Never. The man was always so sure
of himself. So certain he was right.

“Look, maybe we shouldn’t try to make this
more than it is.” An ache settled into her chest as she spoke, but
she didn’t want to go out with someone she could hardly get along
with simply because they meshed well—scratch that, amazingly
well—in bed.

“I don’t know if it’s the darkness, or the
sex, or the fact that we’re alone for the first time. But I’m
feeling very…honest, Carrie. Like I need to get this out there.” He
stepped closer and slid his hand down her upper arm until he
reached her hand. He took her hand in his, holding her gently. “I
think you’re a hell of a girl, even if we don’t always agree on
things. You’re bullheaded and you get under my skin in a way no one
ever has. But you’re also warm and laid back and fun and…maybe I
could learn to be a little more fun myself.”

The risk of embarrassing herself suddenly
seemed minor compared to how scary it had to be for him to put
himself out there like that. And her face burned at the compliments
and his tender tone. She leaned forward and kissed him softly on
the lips.

The lights flickered on, bathing them and
revealing them both with suddenly clarity.

He blinked, his face as open as she’d ever
seen, but his stunning blue eyes never left hers. It was the
resolve there that pushed her through, cleared her hesitant
feelings and worries. He was telling the truth. And if he could
take that kind of a risk on her, why couldn’t she be brave enough
to do the same?

“Dinner,” she said, “would be
wonderful.”

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