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His fingers had brushed against hers, and every muscle and nerve in her body had reacted.

‘You never mentioned how long you intend staying in Scotland…’ She inched her way towards the table and sat down.

‘Undecided. Why? Do I make you feel uncomfortable? I wouldn’t want to put a spoke in the wheel, but…’ He shrugged, sipped his drink and looked at her over the rim of his glass. ‘Needs must.’

‘What needs?’

‘That’s a somewhat leading question, wouldn’t you say?’

If they were referring to his needs, then he might very well meet them by staying. Because suddenly he had a vivid image of her in his bed, sprawled in all her glorious, lush beauty, her delicate heart-shaped face heated with desire, her body his for the taking.