Confused, she pressed a fist to her mouth to stifle her sobs as her tears came harder.	The door opened and Lucas stood there, bare-chested, a pair of jeans riding low on his lean hips. "Nora? Ah, hell. I hurt you, didn't I?"	He moved into the room and pulled her into his arms, hugging her to his chest. She wanted to fight it, avoid her feelings, but she melted into him, absorbing his warm strength.	"I'm sorry, baby," he murmured.	She shook her head. "you didn't hurt me."	Some of the tension left his muscles. "Well, not to worry, you only hurt me a little, but I'm taking it like a man.
Jennifer Lowery, Taking Chances
romantic-suspense