The room had two beds that looked like alien pods right out of a sci-fi movie. The curved tops turns different colors that showed through the frosted windows.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvupWx417al
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“You’ll want to get completely undressed and get inside,” the spa consultant, Kaylee, said. “Press this blue button three times”—she held three fingers up—“when you’re ready. The hood doesn’t lock, so you can get out at any time if you need to.”722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIZPYnO9enL
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Tara barely heard a word beyond “completely undressed.” She couldn’t bring herself to look at James directly, but watched for his reaction out of the corner of her eye. He was nodding at what Kaylee said, not seeming embarrassed or anything.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6JytlyeYOG
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Tara had gone to college. She knew what naked men looked like, but she’d always been careful not to let anyone see her naked—even when she’d lived in a dorm.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ7tTzHYXG8
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Almost before Kaylee left, James stripped off his t-shirt and tossed it on the chair. As he started to undo the button on his pants, Tara turned away automatically. She pretended to inspect the hydro-derma-fusion bed, wondering if she could get away with telling James not to look while she took off her clothes and got in.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgtD6e69cOi
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“Need help?” James’ voice said in her ear, his breath tickling her neck.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIM67WUzQZK
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She wanted to reply in exasperation, but what came out was, “Yes.”722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEpaFBxN6zO
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His hands curled under her shirt and grazed her skin as he pulled it over her head and tossed it onto the chair along with his clothes. He took a step closer to Tara so she could feel his warmth from behind. He undid her bra clasp with one hand. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to act casual, even as her skin was prickling.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJaQRClKWn3
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She climbed quickly into the pod, comforted by how it enclosed her body. James got into his pod leisurely. When his body was hidden from her, she watched as he pressed the button, repeating what Kaylee told them.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3qZJDA2aPf
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Tara did the same and faced the ceiling. The bed pulsed with vibrations that reverberated through her teeth. The temperature grew steadily hotter and hotter until it reached the point where it burned the surface of her breast, stomach, thighs, and toes. Sweat beaded at her eyebrows and tickled its way down her nose and under her eyes.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaBvoowxoNz
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Turning her head again, she looked at James. His eyes were closed, and though a hint of sweat lit his cheekbones, he seemed at peace. Tara liked the chance to trace his profile and imagine painting it without him being aware she was doing so.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9atwjVycV3
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“Why are you staring at me?” he said without opening his eyes.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVsiLOPTFMv
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Tara wanted to deny it, but instead she said, “You look so peaceful.”722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtJn8fGPPMM
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He still didn’t open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth quirked up.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr4VB4FyumZ
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She closed her eyes, too, and imagined she was in India. No, not India because James wouldn’t be there with her. Somewhere else hot and humid—maybe Thailand.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrdXa8nKho4
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Sometimes she thought James was just an aspect of her imagination—as if she’d just seen him across the bar and imagined all these interactions. But then there was the fact of how physical and present he was. There were the little details, like how he kept his nails short so he could type quickly; how Tara barely came over his shoulders when she stood beside him; how his forearm was bigger and longer than hers; how he hummed as he cooked.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJtTMDd1PSd
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The next thing she knew, the heat evaporated, and the pod gave a low whine. James stood beside her, a towel low enough around his waist that she could see the ridges of his pelvic bone. His skin and the curls at the nape of his neck were damp.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHc8Hjk7WQH
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He wordlessly lifted the hood so cool air rushed onto her body. She realized with some surprise that she was covered with a sheen of sweat and distilled mineral water. Her first instinct was to cover herself or roll into a ball, but she couldn’t move. All she could do was James look at her. In her stark nakedness, she was forced to confront a stark truth. As much as she tried to keep James at arm’s length, she couldn’t.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3n42GgsbZH
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He leaned over and set his finger lightly against the base of her throat. Tara could feel her pulse beat against it before he ran it down—between her breasts, along her abdomen, through the concave curve of her belly button, and down, down, down until her body ran out. His touch scorched more fiercely than the 118-degree infrared lights.722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwD8RooSB8X
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