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He put down his fork and reached for her small hand. ‘You won’t change your mind, will you, Chantal?’ he said huskily.

She felt the warmth of his hand around hers and skin against skin seemed almost erotic. She could feel deep down that being with Michel was affecting her more than it should.

‘No, of course I won’t change my mind.’ She stood up. ‘Dessert?’ she asked briskly.

He could feel something like an electric current running between them. Inside him was a powerful feeling of wanting to take Chantal in his arms and hold her until the feeling went away. He stood up and put his arms around her, drawing her close. This didn’t make sense. She should be pushing him away, telling him to stick to the plan. He bent his head to kiss her.

She parted her lips as every sense in her body ignited with passion and longing. She was feeling overwhelmed by the sensual fluidity of her body as she moulded herself against Michel’s hard, virile, muscular frame. She was melting away as he held her tightly. There was a powerful force gripping her. She didn’t even want to stir in his arms in case the dream ended.

He lifted her into his arms, carrying her towards the door. There was no need for words as he carried her upstairs. They were both intent on giving in to the magic of the moment. There was no need to justify his actions or her compliance. Life was too precious to banish moments like this.