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and would give in at the weakest suggestion, but nothing about his demeanor said he was
suggesting anything. Her legs shook like wet noodles as she stood.
TJ lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed across her knuckles. Did he have any idea
what he was doing to her, turning her inside-out? He pivoted and led her to the bedroom.
Take off your clothes, baby, and lie down for awhile. Time to try and rest. You look
like you re about to keel over.
She stared at him. He must have gone crazy. He d asked her to get naked and into
bed, then tacked on a try and rest . She hadn t thought it possible for men to think of
naked and rest in the same sentence. Her eyes watered. She d gotten this same kind of
reaction from them for two days. No fooling around, no insinuating sex, just seeing to her
needs.
Chris sat on the edge of the king-sized bed and crazily wondered how they d gotten
the damn thing on the plane. It took up most of the space in the room, leaving just enough
to open the door to the tiny lavatory on one side and nothing on the other.
TJ loosened the tie he d worn for the funeral and pulled it from around his neck with
a whoosh. His shoes were next. He toed the shiny loafers off at the heel, his gaze never
leaving hers.
Need help? He smiled at her. Not the devilish, I-want-to-fuck-you smile she
expected but a tender one that said he understood what she was going through and made
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her feel a hundred pounds lighter. Chris kicked off her own shoes, a pair of heels she
rarely wore for a damn good reason they scrunched her toes to oblivion and jumped
to her feet. Reaching beneath her skirt, she rolled the much-hated pantyhose down her
legs and sat again to pull them off completely.
TJ had his belt unbuckled, his pants unbuttoned and unzipped, his shirt untucked,
and was in the process of relieving himself of his shirt. It fell to the ground with a soft
thud and he crossed his arms in front of his belly. His back arched as he lifted the
undershirt up and over his head, tossing it to the floor also.
Chris s heart thudded. The sight of his ripped abs was absolutely mouth-watering.
She understood how he and Jon drew so many women to themselves. They were drool-
worthy.
Don t make me remind you one more time to strip, baby.
Shit. Chris shook her head, but nothing would divest her mind of the image before
her a sleek line of dark hair leading from his chest and disappearing into the top of his
boxers.
One of TJ s eyebrows rose. Chris felt her face heat.
She flew off the bed again and fumbled with the button at the side of the skirt. Damn.
Her fingers felt like sausages. In the end she simply yanked it down over her hips and
cringed at the ripping she heard along the waistband. Why the hell was she so anxious to
get out of her clothes?
Oh good, you had the same idea. Jon s voice made her head snap up. A huge smile
revealed his straight white teeth. She felt her cheeks heat and wondered if he d heard her
clothes rip in her eagerness to get them off her body.
Yeah, well, I didn t think she d do it unless I provided a little encouragement. TJ
stepped over and pulled her against his chest. His lips feathered over hers, his hands held
her gently at her hips.
She melted against him, letting him take her weight, and opened her mouth under
his. Fling, schming. She d been deluding herself thinking she wanted this relationship to
end.
The idea should have shocked her. It didn t. She d been a non-believer in men for so
long, yet here she was falling for two of them, and if she were truly honest with herself,
she d have to say she d been slowly headed this direction for months. Self-protection had
held her back.
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TJ s hands wandered under her blouse, carrying the fabric up as they went. Hands
up, he murmured.
She complied and let him rid her of the shirt, leaving her in only her panties since
she hadn t worn a bra. The rasp of a zipper sounded next to her. She hadn t even realized
Jon had moved, she was so focused on TJ and his kiss and touch. Now Jon turned them
so he could stand behind her, his chest along her back. His hands covered her breasts and
plucked lightly at her nipples, drawing a sigh from her.
This was right where she wanted to be.
Jon nibbled on her ear as the plane s engines whined to life. TJ s fingers trailed
down her abdomen, pausing to swirl in her navel. Then his touch was gone and she felt a
pat on her butt. Get into bed, baby.
Chris hesitated and bit her lip before clearing her throat. How?
How what?
How do you want me, she rasped, feeling heat coil deep in her belly.
TJ chuckled. In the middle on your side.
She reached for the waistband of her panties. Jon stopped her. Leave em on.
Wha ?
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