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Оглавление“I still desire you.”
The word desire sent quivers running up and down Ellie’s spine, like a feather on bare skin, creating need within her. And Michael certainly knew how to fill that need.
“I think we should order dessert. I’m hungry for something chocolate.” Chocolate had the power to make the pain go away; it was also an effective cure for sexual frustration.
Michael’s grin was borderline erotic, and it sent her pulse racing. “I seem to recall that when you were hungry for chocolate that usually meant you were hungry for something else.”
Shit! It was true. When she was horny, she craved chocolate.
“I don’t remember anything of the kind. And I just realized I can’t have dessert. I’m on a diet.”
Well, at least her trainer would be proud of her.
“You don’t need to lose weight. You look perfect to me.”
“I am perfect. Perfectly impervious to your charms, Michael Deavers, so don’t try sweet-talking me into anything. I’m not buying it. Sex is purely an animal instinct—”
“We can go back to my place.”
The devil was tempting….
