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Оглавление“S-stop!”
Gillian tore her mouth away and moaned as Trace circled the delicate rim of her ear with his tongue.
“Mmm?” He rubbed his face through her fragrant hair. She could not possibly mean that.
“We’ve got to stop,” she insisted, but without conviction.
“Who says?” He kissed the tip of her nose. “You don’t want to stop. I don’t want to stop. So we’re stopping?”
‘Yes.“ She said the word softly, but with no compromise this time.
“Mind telling me why?”
She laughed incredulously. “Trace!” He could feel her shake her head. “In a word? Lara, that’s why.”
He swore silently, viciously, then tipped back his head to consult the invisible rocks above. let me explain! Except that he couldn’t He couldn’t break his cover while there was one chance in a million that Gillian was untrustworthy.
And he wouldn’t have done it even if he was entirety sure of her. Being undercover meant you lived the part night and day till you were done. People died when you broke that rule.
Which meant he could come to Gillian only as Trace Sutton, faithless gigolo, not Trace Sutton, heart-free bodyguard....
