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Killian leaned close, and she felt his warm breath fan over her cheek. “Call me sweetheart, and I’ll leave.”

He was playing a game with her, Cara knew that. And as much as she wanted to kill him for it, she also found it exciting, like nothing she’d ever experienced before. She stood naked, with only a towel separating her from this stranger, a man she’d never laid eyes on until a few hours ago. Her heart pounded furiously; she could barely catch her breath.

“Sweetheart,” she whispered, still refusing to break contact with his eyes.

Immediately she wanted to snatch the single word back. The amusement she’d seen in his eyes only moments ago darkened to something else entirely. Something dangerous. Something primitive.