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Sunset In Central Park (From Manhattan with Love 2)

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“You’re not ready to hear how I’m feeling, but let’s just say I’m not going anywhere. Will you do me a favor?”

“I already did. Several times.”

“Are you flirting with me?”

“I might be. But obviously I’m a flirting virgin so I’ll need you to be gentle with me.”

He gave a slow smile and lowered his mouth to hers. “I can be gentle if I need to be.” And his kiss was just that. A slow, gentle stirring of her senses that soon had the blood throbbing through her veins. Just when she thought she was going to explode, he lifted his head. “Stop worr

ying, Frankie. Stop analyzing everything and enjoy the moment.”

She wondered if the reason he wanted her to focus on the moment was because he knew it wasn’t going to last. Was that what he thought she wasn’t ready to hear?

Crap, what was wrong with her?

She was in bed with the sexiest man on the planet, who showed no signs of walking out, but still she was lying here waiting for that to happen.

He was right. She needed to stop analyzing, and she needed to stop using her mother’s butterfly approach to relationships as an example of normal.

“If all the moments are going to be as good as the ones we just had, I guess I could do that.”

He hauled her under him in a possessive gesture and she gasped as he settled himself between her thighs.

He was the most gorgeous guy she’d ever met.

And he was in her bed.

Her bed.

She, Frankie Cole, wasn’t a D minus.

With Matt she felt sexy and womanly and—

Happy.

It was the last coherent thought she had for a long time.

Matt stepped out of the shower, knotted a towel around his hips and strolled back into the bedroom. Frankie was still lying in the bed, the sheets wrapped around her legs, her hair a blaze of fire across the pillows.

Her eyes were closed, her thick lashes forming a dark crescent against cheeks the color of whipped cream. He watched her for a moment, feeling like a man who had misjudged a distance and accidentally stepped off a cliff.

He’d had good sex before, but what he’d shared with Frankie had been so much more than good sex.

He’d been focused on helping her discover something about herself that she didn’t already know. It hadn’t occurred to him that in the process he’d discover something about himself, too.

He was used to being in control of his life. He’d thought he had this under control.

Turned out he’d never been more wrong about anything.

The knowledge shook him to the core.

Her eyes opened. She looked at him for a sleepy moment and then her mouth curved into a sweet smile. “Are you watching me sleep? That’s boring.”

Nothing she ever did could be boring.

He wanted to join her in bed, but he didn’t trust himself not to say something that would freak her out.

Knowing Frankie as he did, he knew it wouldn’t take much, and he didn’t want those barriers to go up again. He wanted her to stay like this. Unguarded. Trusting.



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