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She had no idea how long they were entwined that way—it could have been moments, it could have been millennia.

Chloe drove her hands over every inch of him she could reach, finally pushing her hand under the hem of his sweater. The skin of his torso was hot and hard and smooth beneath her fingertips, like silk-covered steel. She had forgotten how a man’s body felt, so different from her own, and she took her time rediscovering. Hogan, too, went exploring. It had been so long since a man touched her that way, and she cried out.

He stilled his hand at her exclamation, looking at her with an unmistakable question in his eyes, as if waiting for her to make the next move. She told herself they should put a stop to things now. She even went so far as to say, “Hogan, we probably shouldn’t...” But she was unable—or maybe just unwilling—to say the rest. Instead, she told him, “We probably shouldn’t be doing this out here in the open.”

He hesitated. “So then...you think we should do this inside?”

Chloe hesitated a moment, too. But only a moment. “Yes.”

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A Beauty for the Billionaire is part of the Accidental Heirs series: First they find their fortunes, then they find love.