No Limits. Lori Foster

out of the sexy running shorts and into faded skinny jeans and replaced her sports bra and tank top with a red halter. Her feet were bare, her hair wet, her face clean of makeup and still he had a hell of a time getting his dick to behave.

      Holding her gaze, he stood. “Feel better?”

      “Yes.” Her hand trembled as she tucked her wet hair behind her ears.

      The urge to strip her naked pulsed inside him. He kept his distance, working to get those crazy, overwhelming urges under control. “Have you eaten?”

      “A donut in the park.”

      His mood softened, going from pure red-hot lust to something even more uncomfortable, something like tenderness. “Was that so you could stay away longer?”

      Shifting, she curled her toes against the carpet. “I run to help unwind. Whenever I start to get too keyed up, I can sweat off the tension.” She glanced down the hall, one shoulder rolling. “This morning took a little longer than usual.”

      Since he did the same, he understood. He walked to where she stood, resisting the instinct to touch her. “Next time you want to run, let me know. I’ll go with you.”

      Her gaze shot up to his.

      She looked so horrified that he lifted a brow. He’d thought it was being home, in this house, that bothered her. But maybe not. “Or am I the reason you were wired?”

      Disgruntled, she started down the hall. “You were part of it, yes.”

      Watching the restrained swish of her sexy ass, he followed her into the kitchen. She was wired again—or still—so he let that go for now. “A donut is hardly breakfast. Are you hungry?”

      “A little.”

      “After we work out a few things, we could go by Rowdy’s for lunch.”

      She reseated herself in the same chair she’d had earlier. “I don’t want to intrude.”

      What the hell did that mean? “You’re not.” How could she intrude when he wanted to spend every available moment with her? And thinking that, he took his phone from his pocket. “Before I forget, what’s your number? I don’t like not being able to reach you.”