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And there it was. The acknowledgement of whatever this was. Attraction. Curiosity. Carnality.

“I thought we weren’t going to do this,” she said softly. She kept her hands folded tightly in her lap to keep them from going where they wanted to go—on him. “I’m only here for a few days.”

“Then there’s no danger. We both know what’s what. We’re going in with our eyes wide open.”

“Are you seducing me, Rhys?” His thumb toyed with her lower lip and her eyes drifted closed.

“With any luck.” He moved closer, leaning forward slightly so she began to recline against the cushions. “We’re adults,” he stated. “We’re both wondering. It doesn’t have to go any deeper than that.”

Tentatively she lifted her hand and touched his face. “Usually I’m the confident one who goes after what she wants.”

He smiled a little, his gaze dropping to her lips. “You don’t want this? I could have sworn you did.”

“I didn’t say that…” she whispered, sliding deeper into the cushions.

“That’s what I thought.”

His voice was husky now, shivering along her nerveendings. He leaned closer until he was less than a breath away.