himself into me I'm gonna scream. I know it. I'm gonna yell, scratch him. But that's the last thing I want. I love him. He loves me; this should be perfect. She closed her eyes. Music from the stereo filled the room. Romance should have floated in the air. Instead… ”Robyn?” ”Hmm?” ”You all right?” ”Yeah. I'm fine. Why?” ”The muscles in your arms are like steel.” ”Must be a little tense.” ”A little?”He sat up. ”Anything you're not telling me?” She almost flinched. Had she been so transparent that he saw her anxiety? She forced a smile. ”I'm cool, baby.” ”Good.”He kissed her on the mouth. ”You were starting to worry me there. I thought you were building up to breaking some bad news to me.” Robyn tried to laugh in a lighthearted way as if what he'd said was ridiculous. It sounded strained to her ears. Off the top of her head she said, ”Mom and Emerson are at a shareholders' meeting today. He's been planning a merger with one of his major rivals.”She shrugged. ”Everyone's been walking on eggshells here lately ”It's that important?” ”You should hear Emerson rehearsing his shareholders' speech in the bathroom day and night. I know more about plastic injection molding than any other nineteen-year-old I know. Ow.” ”What's wrong?”Natural concern came so easy to Noel. A guy in a million. Sensitive. Good-looking. Talented. ”Ouch… ouch. I must have been sitting awkwardly. It's just a cramp.” ”In your stomach?” She smiled. ”It happens.” ”But I didn't think your… ah… you know?” ”Period? It's OK to say the word, Noel.”She laughed, genuinely amused at his sudden shyness. ”No. I'm not due for a couple of weeks.” ”Phew. What a relief.”Grinning, Noel unfastened a couple more shirt buttons, then placed a muscular hand on her knee. ”Come on, let's go to the bedroom. It's time I put some real effort into relaxing you properly.” He kissed her on the mouth again, his hand running up the outside of her thigh. Crunch time. She'd been trying to postpone this. There was no way she could permit him to make love to her. Yesterday she'd almost gone out of her mind when he slipped inside her. His penis had felt invasive… something completely alien. Repellent. Now she'd have to come out with the word: NO. Tell him she couldn't make love. But what excuse could she make that didn't sound lame? A headache? Would he suspect her of falling in love with some other guy? As his tongue worked against hers and the rush of his respiration filled her ears, her mind clamored, striving to find some excuse. ”I'm going to undress you slowly,”he murmured, his eyes inches from hers. ”Then I'm going to start at your toes. Kissing… kissing all the way up… then I'm going to make my tongue work for a living.”He smiled. ”I'm not going to rest until I've…”He shut one eye and grinned. ”Not rest until I've pleasured you. Then I'm going to make love to you very gently, very slowly. I'm going to take at least an hour. Because I want to stay inside you for as long as I…”He kissed her throat. ”… possibly…”Then kissed her chin.”… can.” Standing up, he effortlessly picked her up from the sofa. Once she'd adored it when he cradled her in his arms. She'd always felt so safe and so loved. Now she wanted to scream. It took all her willpower not to fight her way from his grip. A crunch of gravel came from outside. She stiffened. ”That's my mom's car.” ”Are you sure? ”Positive. Can't you hear the garage door?” ”Oh, damn.”He wrinkled his nose in disappointment. ”Don't worry lover man.”Relieved, she kissed him on the cheek as he carefully put her feet first on the floor. ”I'll fix