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  She sighed with delicious satisfaction as she smoothed her palms over the hard planes and contours of his chest. Tremors shot through her flesh. Her body was wet and pulsing and more ready for him than she had ever been for anything in her life. She could touch him forever and never tire of the feel of him.

  “I believe you said we needed to talk.”

  He pressed his forehead to hers. “We can talk later.”

  She looked up and his mouth covered hers. His kiss was long and hard and probing. He held her close against his chest with his left arm, and in one smooth stroke of his right, cleared his desk top. She gasped, the sound lost to his kisses. He lowered her bottom onto the surface of his desk, his mouth still moving in that frantic dance with hers. He snatched her strappy panties off, the sound of ripping fabric echoed in the silent room.

  Donna’s hands went instantly to his fly. She tugged the button loose and carefully slid the zipper over the hardened flesh straining against his shorts. She shoved those barriers away and took him in her hands. Hank grasped her bottom and pulled her to him, filling her completely. She whimpered with pleasure.

  He shuddered, his taut body relaxing against her for the briefest moment. Maybe she wasn’t the only one about to lose it. Her body pulsed and burned around him. He pressed his forehead to hers and sucked in a ragged breath. “I want you so much.” His big body trembled. “I need you to trust me.”

  Unable to bear the exquisite pressure any longer, she arched her hips into him. “Stop talking, Coach,” she whispered against his lips. She needed him to move…her body was screaming for release. Six years was a long, long time.

  He murmured sweet, unintelligible sounds as he made love to her with incredible tenderness, his body trembling with restraint. She surrendered to the sensations. Every defense she had built these six long years shattered, dissolving with the act that bound her heart and soul to this man.

  “I love you,” he whispered.

  She touched his lips just to be sure she hadn’t imagined the words he had spoken. As if he understood he said it again.

  “I want to spend the rest of my life proving it to you. I want to be Melissa’s father, and I want to stay right here in Huntley,” he murmured against her fingertips and then kissed each one in turn.

  “I know,” she said softly. Tears burned behind her eyes.

  “You know?”

  “Melissa announced your secret to her cousins.”

  “Women, you just can’t keep a secret,” he complained and then planted a kiss at the side of her mouth.

  “And you’re very sure about this—about staying here and not taking the job in Atlanta?” Her fearful heart twisted anxiously.

  He smiled then. A true Hank Bradley charmer. “For the first time in my life I’m positive. I won’t leave you. Nothing will ever be more important to me than you and Melissa.”

  Donna smiled and tugged him closer. “I love you, Hank Bradley,” she whispered. “I love you with all my heart.”

  He kissed the pounding pulse at the base of her throat. “Then you’ll have to marry me,” he murmured between more kisses.

  “Marry you?” Her heart swelled with hope.

  “Yep.” He left a trail of kisses along her jaw line. “You know how small towns are. I wouldn’t want any gossip when I move in with you.”

  “Move in with me?” His hands were roving over her body in a most distracting manner.

  “I’m not spending another night away from you, Doc.” His talented mouth fastened on her exposed breast.

  Donna closed her eyes and moaned as sizzling sensations vibrated through her.

  “When I make my mind up, I go the distance,” he murmured against her sensitive flesh and then lifted his head to look deeply into her eyes. “I want it all, Doc. You, Melissa, the picket fence, and at least a couple more kids. Is that agreeable with you?”

  Donna gasped when he began to move inside her once more. Climax threatened immediately. She tried to speak but the sound came out more like a tortured groan.

  He flashed a devilish grin at her responsiveness. “Sounds like a yes to me.” He pulled her hips more firmly against his, sliding his hands beneath her bottom. “Come on, Doc,” he murmured against her ear. “Let’s make a baby.”

  The thought of having Hank’s baby took her breath away.

  A loud knock rattled the hinges on the door. “Coach, are you in there? It’s Henry the custodian. I need to lock up the building for the night.”

  They groaned simultaneously. “Are we never going to have an hour alone together without being interrupted,” Donna groused.

  Hank smiled. “Knowing our track record, I seriously doubt it.” He brushed a kiss across her lips. “We’ll just make sure we have a back-up plan in place.”

  Sounded perfect to Donna.

  -The End-

  About the Author

  DEBRA WEBB, born in Alabama, wrote her first story at age nine and her first romance at thirteen. It wasn’t until she spent three years working for the military behind the Iron Curtain—and a five-year stint with NASA—that she realized her true calling. A collision course between suspense and romance was set. Since then she has penned nearly 100 novels including her internationally bestselling Colby Agency series. Her debut novel, OBSESSION, in her romantic thriller series, the Faces of Evil, propelled Debra to the top of the bestselling charts for an unparalleled twenty-four weeks and garnered critical acclaim from reviewers and readers alike. Don’t miss a single installment of this fascinating and chilling twelve-book series!

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