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Оглавление“I never renege on a deal.” He shoved the check at her. “Take it.”
“Lucas.” Her voice trembled. “Whatever you’re thinking—”
“You need the money,” he said coldly. “Remember? And I sure as hell had everything I needed from you.”
She didn’t move. All the color had drained from her face. Tears glittered in her eyes. Something inside him seemed to crack. He wanted to take her in his arms, kiss her until she stopped weeping.
Cristos, she was a damned fine actress.
But she would never make a fool of him again.
His hand closed around her wrist and he hauled her against him. He bent his head, took her mouth, kissed her hard enough to make her gasp. She raised her hand, balled it, hit his shoulder—and then her fist loosened, her fingers sought his cheek, spread over it, and her lips softened under his, parted…
Lucas cursed.
Then he flung Caroline from him, let the check flutter to the floor, and walked out.
