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‘Didn’t you ever wonder what it would be like between us … without all the emotional garbage tripping us up?’

Emotional garbage.

She heard the words, and saw the harsh cynicism behind the hunger.

‘Yes, I have,’ she answered honestly, because there wasn’t much point being coy when her desire had outstripped her caution a good half an hour ago.

Was she seriously considering this? And why couldn’t she seem to consider anything else, such as running off screaming into the night, which had to be the smarter, safer, more sensible option?

He placed both his hands on her waist and drew her off the stool, until she stood in his embrace, that spicy musky scent intoxicating her. ‘I have a whole hotel suite upstairs, if you want to find out the answer.’