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“Hate? Well, let’s just try a little exercise to test the strength of this so-called hatred….”

The next thing she knew, André’s mouth was against hers. Her senses went into a tailspin as the feeling of familiarity completely overwhelmed her. She knew this mouth. She knew its feel, its shape and its sensual mobility as it coaxed her own mouth to respond. She whimpered as sensation after familiar sensation went clamoring through her system.

He stepped back. She just stood there staring up at him.

“Yes…” he hissed down at her in soft-voiced triumph. “You might think you hate my touch, cara mia, but you cannot get enough of my kisses.”

And just like that, the familiarity disappeared and she found herself looking at a complete stranger.