you, Dane.”
He groaned. “And you’ll have me. But not here. When I get you naked, I don’t want to be disturbed. Don’t want to risk anyone seeing what’s for my eyes alone.”
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go.”
* * *
M UCH TO D ANE ’ S displeasure, Kenna insisted on driving her own car. He did his best to change her mind, not wanting to miss a single second with her, but she remained stubborn. Now he motored down the road slowly, even though he longed to hit the gas, ensuring she was always seen in his rearview mirror. He even stopped for every yellow light. No way he’d lose her.
Finally, after what seemed an agonizing eternity, he reached his home. The palatial estate in the middle of thirty acres was low and sprawling and bigger than a single male with zero pets or livestock needed, but he liked his space, and he liked not having neighbors nearby. He parked in front rather than in back, eager to get out and get Kenna out of her car and into his arms.
He led her inside quickly, flipped on the living room light, and eased her down on the couch. He was more than ready to rip off his clothes, then hers, when a feminine voice called from the hallway, “Oh, Day-ayne, I’ve got a surprise for you....”
He stiffened, fighting dread as footsteps pattered.
This isn’t happening.
Then, almost in slow motion, like a villain appearing in a horror movie, Courtney rounded the corner—naked.
With a gasp, Kenna jumped to her feet.
Courtney noticed her and shrieked, running back to the bedroom.
Oh, it’s happening, all right.
“Kenna,” he said. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
She stared up at him for a long while, silent, her expression blank. Then, slowly, she walked to the wet bar and poured herself a drink.
He followed her, willing to tie her down and force her to listen to him. “I don’t know why she’s here or how—”
Splash.
He blinked, wiped a hand down his dripping face, and realized she’d just tossed her drink at him.
“Oh, Dane! You should see your face,” she said with a hearty laugh, shocking him. “And seriously, that was
so
freaking fun. I don’t know whether I should thank you for the opportunity to check another item off my list, or do it again.”
CHAPTER TEN
“I’ M SO CONFUSED right now,” Dane said, the whiskey still dripping from his lashes.
Kenna pressed a sweet kiss on his lips, making his blood boil with need. “Let me help clear things up. You need to get rid of the centerfold, and we need to finish what we started.” She trusted him. Besides, she knew him. He wouldn’t have brought a girl here if he’d had another one waiting for him, naked.
“I don’t know why she’s here,” he repeated, “or how she got inside. I have never given her a key. Never given
anyone
a key. And I told her we were over. I even—”
Kenna pressed a finger to the center of his mouth. “Less talking. More getting rid of.”
He wiped his face with the bottom hem of his shirt, the lifted material revealing a stomach roped with all kinds of muscle. “You are a treasure, Kenna Starr. You know that?”
Am I? I want to be. Want to be
his
treasure.
He raced after the centerfold. Kenna heard cursing—both male and female—and the shatter of glass. She tensed, harkening back to the discovery of her mother’s affair with Thomas.
Dane yelled, “Do not ever come to my home uninvited again. Do you understand?”
“I know you want me,” the girl yelled back. “You’re just fighting commitment. Your dad said so.”
“You called my father?”
“I’m here to prove I can be everything you want, Dane. Everything you need. Spontaneous. Sexual.”
More talking, but Kenna couldn’t make out the words.
First Jada, now this. He must make
every
woman feel as if she was the only one in the world capable of taming him.
Doesn’t bode well for me.
A few minutes later, Dane escorted a red-faced Courtney from the hall. He didn’t head to the front
He groaned. “And you’ll have me. But not here. When I get you naked, I don’t want to be disturbed. Don’t want to risk anyone seeing what’s for my eyes alone.”
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go.”
* * *
M UCH TO D ANE ’ S displeasure, Kenna insisted on driving her own car. He did his best to change her mind, not wanting to miss a single second with her, but she remained stubborn. Now he motored down the road slowly, even though he longed to hit the gas, ensuring she was always seen in his rearview mirror. He even stopped for every yellow light. No way he’d lose her.
Finally, after what seemed an agonizing eternity, he reached his home. The palatial estate in the middle of thirty acres was low and sprawling and bigger than a single male with zero pets or livestock needed, but he liked his space, and he liked not having neighbors nearby. He parked in front rather than in back, eager to get out and get Kenna out of her car and into his arms.
He led her inside quickly, flipped on the living room light, and eased her down on the couch. He was more than ready to rip off his clothes, then hers, when a feminine voice called from the hallway, “Oh, Day-ayne, I’ve got a surprise for you....”
He stiffened, fighting dread as footsteps pattered.
This isn’t happening.
Then, almost in slow motion, like a villain appearing in a horror movie, Courtney rounded the corner—naked.
With a gasp, Kenna jumped to her feet.
Courtney noticed her and shrieked, running back to the bedroom.
Oh, it’s happening, all right.
“Kenna,” he said. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
She stared up at him for a long while, silent, her expression blank. Then, slowly, she walked to the wet bar and poured herself a drink.
He followed her, willing to tie her down and force her to listen to him. “I don’t know why she’s here or how—”
Splash.
He blinked, wiped a hand down his dripping face, and realized she’d just tossed her drink at him.
“Oh, Dane! You should see your face,” she said with a hearty laugh, shocking him. “And seriously, that was
so
freaking fun. I don’t know whether I should thank you for the opportunity to check another item off my list, or do it again.”
CHAPTER TEN
“I’ M SO CONFUSED right now,” Dane said, the whiskey still dripping from his lashes.
Kenna pressed a sweet kiss on his lips, making his blood boil with need. “Let me help clear things up. You need to get rid of the centerfold, and we need to finish what we started.” She trusted him. Besides, she knew him. He wouldn’t have brought a girl here if he’d had another one waiting for him, naked.
“I don’t know why she’s here,” he repeated, “or how she got inside. I have never given her a key. Never given
anyone
a key. And I told her we were over. I even—”
Kenna pressed a finger to the center of his mouth. “Less talking. More getting rid of.”
He wiped his face with the bottom hem of his shirt, the lifted material revealing a stomach roped with all kinds of muscle. “You are a treasure, Kenna Starr. You know that?”
Am I? I want to be. Want to be
his
treasure.
He raced after the centerfold. Kenna heard cursing—both male and female—and the shatter of glass. She tensed, harkening back to the discovery of her mother’s affair with Thomas.
Dane yelled, “Do not ever come to my home uninvited again. Do you understand?”
“I know you want me,” the girl yelled back. “You’re just fighting commitment. Your dad said so.”
“You called my father?”
“I’m here to prove I can be everything you want, Dane. Everything you need. Spontaneous. Sexual.”
More talking, but Kenna couldn’t make out the words.
First Jada, now this. He must make
every
woman feel as if she was the only one in the world capable of taming him.
Doesn’t bode well for me.
A few minutes later, Dane escorted a red-faced Courtney from the hall. He didn’t head to the front
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