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eBook Category: Romance
eBook Description: To Nik, Bill was the first man to break her heart. To Bill, Nik was the one who got away. Now years later they are working at the same company and Bill still wants her. Worse, according to his current reputation, he's still the womanizer he was in college. Bills finds out that Nik has Fibromyalgia, a painful disease that keeps her from leading a normal life. Simple pleasures that most of us take for granted are serious matters for her and maintaining a serious relationship seems like an impossibility. Ironically, that is exactly what Bill decides he wants from her.

eBook Publisher: Awe-Struck E-Books, Published: 2000
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2002

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Words: 78727
Reading time: 224-314 min.
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"... an entertaining, informative read that will keep the readers up past their bedtime. Five Stars."--Scribes World Reviews

Besides, she was just postponing the inevitable--going home and having Bill not show up.

Except he did show up. He walked into her garage right after she parked there, carrying the same leather duffel from last weekend. His attitude was different, though.

Dangerous. That was it in one word. Controlled, yet hot. His piercingly-blue eyes were predatory, and he even walked differently. Like this was his garage, and she was his woman, and he could do any damn thing he wanted.

She froze halfway out of the car. Was this what Bill was like when he was pissed? She'd have to remember never to make him angry again.

Assuming she survived this time. She didn't think he was the violent type--correction, she'd never seen signs of it before. Now? Well, now, she wasn't so sure.

He dropped his bag on the garage floor, and the noise rang out like a shot. Even though she knew what it was, her heart kicked into high gear.

He covered the eight or ten feet separating them in three giant steps, then towered over her as she sat on the seat of the car. "Nikolia," he said, taking her arm firmly but not painfully and pulling her to her feet. "Here, let me." He pressed the button on the garage door opener she clutched in her right hand, and the garage door lumbered closed.

The garage seemed dark and claustrophobic now, lit only with one dim bulb. She thought of opening the door again, but he must have realized she'd do that. He slipped it out of her hand and tossed it onto her car seat, then moved her enough to close the car door. He stepped even closer and pressed her back against the car. "Nikolia, I can't tell you how happy I am that you don't want me to treat you like an invalid."

He was happy about that? Then why was he acting so strangely? Before she could ask, he stole her breath with a kiss that felt deeper and more intimate than anything they'd done in bed. It apparently lasted a good five minutes, since the light connected to the garage door opener turned off before it was over.

Now, she couldn't see anything, not even Bill's face, and she knew it was only an inch away. His voice was husky when he continued. "Let me tell you about my plans for tonight, Nikolia. First, we'll go inside and I'll make love to you until you're screaming for release. After that, we'll go out for a late--probably quite late--supper at a little bistro I know, and maybe stop off at a club to dance a bit. Then, I'll bring you back here -" She could hear the anticipation in his voice. "As far as what happens then, well, suffice it to say that tonight you won't be doing any sleeping."

He punctuated the recital of his plans with another kiss, this one just as lethal as the first one. But this time she had something else on her mind. Something that no mind-numbing kiss could erase.

She struggled against the kiss, using her hands to push him away. He stopped immediately. "What's wrong, Nikolia?"

"Your plans! I thought you understood I can't do those things!"

"What things?" he asked, way too innocently.

"Any of it! The late supper, for one--the dancing, either. And I certainly can't stay up all night."

"Why not?" His voice and his whole demeanor were wrong. "You're not an invalid, after all."