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Tah. She turned her head, denying him. Denying them both.
Abby. He moaned her name, flexing his hips and pressing into her where her legs wrapped
around his waist. He felt her shudder, smelled the heat of her desire.
Tah. Put me down please.
His eyes snapped to hers, and he saw the denial there.
You want me. It was a statement, not a question, and she didn t deny it.
Not like this, she said softly.
He slowly eased back from her, helping her as she unwrapped her legs and braced along the
wall as if needing the support to find her own footing.
Like this? he questioned. He wanted to roar with rage at the loss of her. He needed her.
Couldn t she see how much he needed her?
I may not be the most beautiful woman you ve ever taken in your arms, but I m most likely the
smartest. And I know.
It just pissed him off that she discounted herself that easily. She was the most beautiful, in all
the ways that mattered. He d just been too scared to admit it.
You know what? he asked when she shook her head and stepped away from the wall, tugging
the robe closer together.
He thought she wouldn t answer him as she scooped up the wet towel and stepped into the
bathroom with it. But she faced him when she walked out. He could see the sadness in her eyes, and it
nearly destroyed him.
That I m worth more than one quick night in a cheap motel, she whispered, moving to the
side of the bed and tugging back the covers. I ll give you the side closest to the door. The water s
hot if you want a shower.
He felt the need to roar again, and it took all he had to throttle it back. He stood and watched as
she pulled the covers over her body still wearing the robe. He turned toward the bathroom, hitting the
button to turn the television off as he did. He heard her murmured good night as he fought the urge to
slam the bathroom door shut behind him.
The first thing he saw were her panties and bra hanging on a towel rack to dry by the sink. He
felt the rumble of displeasure in his chest as he pulled the cotton panties from the rod and brought
them to his nose. He could still smell her on them. And God help him, those panties were the only
thing keeping him from going back to join her on that bed and trying to seduce her.
He started the shower, tucking her panties in his pocket before sliding his jeans off. She was
right. She deserved so much more than this. Soon, he d show her just how much she meant to him. He
had a lot to make up for.
Chapter Three
From the journal of Abby Lane
I ve found him, or at least who I think is the right person. He s certainly big enough to hide
a lion inside. He s almost six and half feet tall and so sexy he makes my teeth ache. I go to the bar
where he works every night just so I can see him, be close to him. I stick out like a sore thumb, but
I m unable to deny my need just to be near him.
All those long nights of researching a genealogy not my own. The dead-ends and back
tracking, sifting through even the smallest crumb of information has led me here to him. What
would he say if I told him I know all about him? He s been alone for so much of his life. I cried
when I read about his parents deaths when he was just a child. And to know he went to live with a
grandmother who s now gone as well! Would he feel the same connection I do if he was aware of
how much we have in common?
I almost lost it when I heard his friend call him Tah. Does he have any idea the power
behind his nickname? Does he know he comes from the greatest Tau ever born? I want to tell him.
I want to follow him home and make him listen to all I have to share. I d give anything to talk to
him and have him listen without looking at me like I m crazy. But I don t see that happening.
So I watch& and wait, as if I ll know when the time is right to approach him, as if that time
will ever exist.
They call him Tah, and only I know how true that name is.
* * * *
Abby was fuming the next morning after getting dressed. Utah might play the innocent, but she
knew he was at fault. There was no one else here, and she damn sure hadn t hidden her panties. But
short of calling him out on it, what could she do other than sit here at the table across from him, sans
panties, while they ate the breakfast he d picked up.
He d moved the chair back to the table this morning. He sat across from her eating and
brooding. She d been all but inside his skin when she woke up this morning, and he d just held her
close, letting her rub against his straining erection as if doing her a favor. Fucking arrogant prick. And
now he had the audacity to act like it was her fault. He d stolen the covers, leaving her no other
option than to cuddle close to him. Wasn t her fault if her robe came loose, and he chose to sleep
nude.
Holy crap! He d slept nude beside her.
We need to talk.
I said I was sorry! She all but yelled at him.
His teeth had been clenched when she finally woke up, and he d told her to either fuck him or
move off so he could go in the other room and take care of it himself. She d jerked away as if she d
been burned. But damn, part of her had wanted to just let that hard cock fill her pussy.
And he d gone to the bathroom and jerked off! What the hell! He had to have known she could
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