“Brad...” She raised her face and gazed up at him. She wasn’t even sure what she intended to say. But his face was intimately close to hers and his eyes held a flame that half stole her breath away.

“Simone,” he whispered softly.

She knew if she leaned into him, he would kiss her...and she would kiss him back. And then she would want more...and more from him. Instead of leaning into him, she jumped up from the sofa. “I...I think it’s time for me to head to bed. I’m completely exhausted.”

He cleared his throat and stood as well. “The storm seems to have passed, so you should sleep well.”

“Then I’ll just say thank-you and good night.” She went into the bedroom, sank down on the edge of the bed and drew a couple of deep breaths. The storm outside might be over, but a storm inside her continued to rage on.

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