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Emiliachose that moment to take Morgan fully in her mouth, running her tongue alongher clit faster and faster while her fingers drove Morgan up and over the edge,then up again. She came once and then a second time when Emilia refused tostop.

Ittook several minutes for the sound of her pager to register again. Emilia layagainst her chest, gazing down at her with soft eyes. “Hey there.”

“You,”Morgan began, but she had no words to describe the way her body felt, exceptthat Emilia had pinned Morgan’s soul beneath her and called to it by name.

“Ifelt rushed,” said Emilia.

“I’lllet you try again anytime you want.”

“Letme know when you’re not on call,” said Emilia as she sat up. “I promise you, itwon’t be over quickly. Now go save a life.”

Chapter Eleven

Emilia’sbody ached pleasantly as she stretched the next morning, disturbing Nell out ofa dream of running. Closing her eyes against the sunlight, she lay back on herpillow.

Morgan.

Shepressed her bruised lips and savored the ache. When was the last time she’d hadsex like that?

Haveyou ever had sex like that?her mind countered.

Itdidn’t matter. Last night was all she wanted to think about. She conjured upthe memory of Morgan lying on the deck of her boat with moonlight painting herfair skin. And her hands. Emilia turned her face against the pillow and let outa wistful sigh.

No.She’d never had sex like that before, especially not the first time. The wayher body opened up for Morgan would have alarmed her if it hadn’t felt so good.Too good. She grimaced as she realized how wet she’d gotten at thethought.

I’mhungry,she toldher body,and I want coffee.

Tenminutes and two orgasms later, neither of which were even remotely assatisfying as last night’s, she roused Nell and padded to the kitchen. Shemanaged to get a cup of coffee and a slice of toast down before her phone rang.

AnnaMaria. She put iton speaker and poured herself a second cup of coffee as her sister’s voicefilled the kitchen.

“Guesswhat?” her stepsister asked.

“Goodmorning to you, too.”

“Isit still morning? Kids got me up at four. Whatever. The good news is that I’mcoming to see you.”

“Awesome.”Emilia tried to remember when—or if—she’d invited her.

“Momsaid you were having a hard time.”

“Iwas.”

“Was?”

TrustAnna Maria to pick up on semantics. “Yeah.”

“Spill.”

“Jesus,Anna Maria, I just woke up.”

“It’salmost ten o’clock.”

Emiliaglanced at the clock on the stove and blinked. “Oops.”

“Areyou okay?”

“Yeah.How many cups of coffee have you had this morning? You sound like a parrot onspeed.”

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