His body collapsed a second later and he rested his forehead against hers. “Damn, that was good,” he said, kissing her gently.

“Definitely unexpected,” she said with a satisfied smile. She hugged him closer and he felt her continue to vibrate and clench around him, driving him crazy again already. “I have a new answer to your question now.”

“What question?”

“About whether I’m enjoying this vacation,” she said, kissing him again. “I’d say it’s the best one yet.”

He laughed. “Because it’s your first and only one?”

“Because of you.”

* * *

ERIKA HAD NEVER felt so comfortable on a three-inch, hard-as-rock mattress. Of course, most of her body was draped across Reed and not actually on the bed. Sleeping on the cot in her office would be so much better if he was there. Obviously, she’d be less productive.

“So, do you bring all the girls back here?” Suddenly, she wondered about his dating history. He was obviously single. She knew he wasn’t the type to sleep around or cheat on a girlfriend. He’d always been nice and considerate and thoughtful to the girls he’d dated when they were teens. So why he was single now was a complete mystery. He’d filled out over the years and she’d admired his muscles through his clothing, but the straining fabric of his T-shirts hid an even more amazing physique than she could have imagined.

And for one night, he’d been hers.

“I haven’t dated all the girls,” he said with a smirk.

She hit his arm playfully. “The ones you have dated, smart-ass.”

He shook his head, pulling the thin blanket up over them a little more. “Believe it or not, this is not part of my game.”

She eyed him. “Your game? So you’re saying you’re playing me?” Why did her heart beat so loudly? It wasn’t like it mattered if he was. She wasn’t looking for anything serious from him. This was fun. Casual. No strings attached. Probably the first and last time.

Damn, she hoped not.

He smoothed her messy hair away from her face and the look in his eyes told her far more than his words. “Not at all,” he said, his voice serious.

Too serious. She was relieved this wasn’t meaningless to him. She just wasn’t sure she was ready for it to mean something. Relationships were a mystery to her. Human anatomy, fixing people she was good at. Building friendships, connections and long-lasting commitments were as foreign to her as another language. And she couldn’t help but wonder if she was too old to learn.

“Has there ever been anyone special?” she asked.