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‘Dance if you dare,’ Luca challenged softly in her ear.

‘Oh, I dare,’ Jen said.

Curving his mouth in one of his faint, heart-stopping smiles, Luca ordered softly, ‘Prove it.’

‘All right. I will,’ she agreed, breaking free from his embrace.

His senses roared as Jen began to dance. The music gave her every excuse to use her body to the full, and she didn’t hold back. She was hotter than hell, and every man knew it. And she was with him—which they also knew.

At the back of his mind the same doubt remained. This woman could act many parts, and one of those parts was that of the girl who had caused his brother to leave her everything.

For now it was enough to watch her dancing. The other women had joined in. He was aware of their dark, flashing eyes, seeking his approval, but he could only see Jen, like a priestess of cool, surrounded by her acolytes. Kissing her was emblazoned on his mind. He could remember exactly how her lips had felt beneath his, and how warm and soft and smooth her skin had felt beneath his hands.

Her eyes glittered invitingly with wicked promise, but was she even aware of the stir she was causing? Jen’s sinuous dance moves suggested she was available for pleasure, but her fierce, flashing eyes said not. It was a challenge he found irresistible.