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Time seemed to stand still in the echoing calm of the hall. Shea was lying, completely passive in his arms. He stole a glance down at her, and met her expression of long-suffering disgust.

‘Well done, Brando. Great shot, which I’m sure the viewing public will no doubt appreciate. Now will you please put me down.’ That was a fierce, no-messing command.

Suddenly reluctant to give up her warm yielding curves, he gripped her more tightly to him, took in the fullness of her mouth.

‘No, as it happens, I’m not going to put you down!’ He flashed her a defiant grin.

Not before he’d taught her a lesson.

As the pattern of his breathing broke, he felt the echo of a shudder pass through her. The slightest tremble of her bottom lip sent a twang through his chest.

Not before he’d had his fun.

No point delaying what had to be done. No point at all. He dragged her closer to his face, brought his mouth crashing down onto hers.