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‘Ramon?’

He turned. Suki was framed in the doorway of her dressing room, clad only in a towel. Her face glowed a light pink from her shower and her damp hair tumbled around her naked shoulders. With no make-up, no sexy lingerie or perfumed skin to entice, Ramon wondered how she could still be the most captivating woman he’d ever encountered.

Because, Madre de Dios, she was.

Blood and lust thrumming wildly through his veins, he slowly moved towards her, watched her fingers twist in a death grip on the knot of the towel.

Her gaze flitted from his to the French doors before rushing back to him—as if, like him, she couldn’t look away for long enough. ‘Did you just break into my bedroom?’

He gave a low laugh. ‘I was trying to make sure you hadn’t broken out and made a run for it.’

He stopped before her, breathing in the intoxicating scent of woman.

His woman.