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It was hard to believe he was smiling. Tara might have been feeling weak-kneed and hot—looking at him made her ache for him in the most carnal way—but she still couldn’t believe his arrogance. Just because he knew she was no more immune to the sexual chemistry between them than he was, he had no right to think he was playing some kind of trump card.
“Sex isn’t a particularly sound reason on which to base a marriage,” she said huffily, wishing she didn’t sound like some prudish little virgin.
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‘No. You were always generous, Macsen. With your money and your expensive gifts but not your time, as I recall.’
Silently he acknowledged the truth of her statement. God knew he’d regretted it when time after time he’d had to let her down—whether it was cancelling a dinner date, missing a long-planned theatre trip or sending her off on holiday alone because something important had come up at the last minute. That was the way of it in the advertising world. Everybody wanting something yesterday and unwilling to wait, because there was always another agency who would do it quicker or cheaper. He had worked hard to make his agency one of the best and most successful in the business. But he’d paid a high price. Some might say too high.
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