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Soft red light gave the room a glow of sinful pleasure. Exotic perfume fragranced the air and a stereo played soft, yet subtly persuasive music with an underlying beat that mimicked the rhythm of lovemaking. Gilt-framed mirrors reflected the centerpiece of the room—a bed covered in virginal white satin.

Reclining on the bed was a woman Mac barely recognized. Although the scraps of white satin covering her breasts seemed inconsequential, they managed to emphasize her cleavage. His gaze traveled to the white lace garter belt and panties, which defined her femaleness in ways he’d never imagined. The garters were fastened to white silk stockings, and on her feet… Mac couldn’t quite believe that Tess, a woman who believed in no-nonsense running shoes, was wearing four-inch heels.

Tess gave him a slow smile. “What do you think?”

“I don’t—” Mac swallowed. “I don’t believe this is about thinking.”

“True.” Her gaze swept over him. “I have the reaction I wanted. Would you like to get out of those clothes? You seem a bit…overdressed.”

He groaned softly and shook his head to clear it. He’d need every ounce of his control to make this the slow seduction he’d planned.

“C’mon, Mac, undress for me,” Tess said with a saucy grin. “I’ll make it worth your while, cowboy.”