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“I wouldn’t have any if we’d just share a room, besides I have trouble getting to sleep.”

So do I, he wanted to say but kept it to himself. “You’ll be fine.”

“But —”

He gave her a quick peck on the lips to silence her, but instead of serving its purpose, it gave him a taste for her. Her lips were soft, warm and welcoming. Matt immediately pulled away. “Let’s go.”

After seeing her settled in her room, Matt quickly ran to his room, and got into the shower, hoping the cool spray would douse the fire burning within. He must have stayed under the water for several minutes, because he felt like an ice pop by the time he stepped out.

He was drying his hair when he heard a knock at his door. It had to be London. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he grabbed his glasses. When he opened the door, he was surprised to find London standing on the other side wearing nothing but his shirt and a smile.

Chapter

Six

London knew she’d have to take matters into her own hands. She could tell that Matt was attracted to her, but for some reason, he was holding back. She couldn’t spend another sleepless night tossing and turning, wishing to feel his hands on her body. So when he left her alone for the night, she showered and rubbed on the scented lotion he’d bought for her. Then she donned the shirt he’d lent her the night she crashed on Earth.

There was no way she would take no for an answer. She meant to have him. Now standing in front of him, her mouth went dry. His chest was bare, and she wanted to run her hands over his slender, but well-toned torso. She’d seen topless men before, but she loved the dark sprinkling of hair covering his skin.

“London, what are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t sleep. Can I come in with you?”

“That wouldn’t be a good idea. I think you need to go back to your own bed. Count sheep or something.”

“I don’t even know what sheep are. It’s so dark and cold in my room. Please let me stay with you.”

“I only have one bed in here.”

London was in this to win. If she had to play the heroine in distress then so be it. She wanted this man. “So, we can share. Please. I’m frightened. I heard noises and I don’t think I can sleep. You wouldn’t send me back in those circumstances would you?” She pouted.

“London, I can’t let you do that.”

“Why?”

“Because. Dammit, if you share a bed with me, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop myself from touching you.”

“And that would be bad because?”

“Because once I start, I won’t be able to stop.”

Triumph soared through her. “Aha, you do want me. I want you too. Why can’t we do what our bodies want?”

“Because I don’t want you to have sex with me out of gratitude.”

Just then a couple walked by and gave her a look of disdain. She was sure she looked quite scandalous to them standing there wearing almost nothing. “Umm, can we at least discuss this in your room? It’s getting kind of cold standing out here in the hallway.”

He sighed, opening the door wider to admit her. “Come in, but only for a minute.”

“Just a minute?” She grinned at him when he closed the door behind her.

“Yes, one minute.”

This was going to be harder than she thought. “Matt, why do you assume that I only want to make love with you out of gratitude? I am grateful, but I find you extremely attractive. I’m sure you get that from quite a lot of women on Earth.”

He snorted with a look of disbelief in his hazel eyes. “In my dreams.”

“You’re kidding. I find it very surprising that women aren’t tripping over their feet trying to get you. You’re attractive, veryintelligent, sweet… and I’ve wanted to do this from the moment I laid eyes on you.” Taking a deep breath, she pulled the shirt over her head, and unclipped her hair, baring herself to him. London knew she was taking a big risk, but hadn’t her mother once said if it wasn’t worth fighting for, it wasn’t worth having?