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her mouth was slightly swollen and her cheeks were flushed with

passion. She was stunning and he could only imagine how much

more beautiful she was with that flush all over her naked body.

As it was, her soft clothed body was torturing him. He wanted to

tear her clothes off and touch every soft warm inch of her with

his tongue just to see if she tasted that good all over.

―Max—― she could barely say his name. He had

momentarily stunned her.

―Hush up.‖ He smiled while lifting himself up on his

forearms to stare down at her, ―There‘s nothing wrong with this.‖

―Oh there is.‖ She argued. This was so wrong in so many

ways! She thought she was in love with him before. This just

pushed her past the point of no return.

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He bent his head and took her mouth again for a long

heated moment before lifting it. Again she showed no resistance.

In fact, she responded to him like she was made for him. His

eyes roved over her face, ―Nothing that feels that good, is wrong.‖

He repeated and to get his meaning through pushed his hips into

hers again causing her eyes to widen. ―See?‖

There was a loud knock on the door interrupting them

followed by a voice in Greek. Max turned his head and answered

whoever it was without getting off her.

―Who was that?‖ she whispered, unable to find her voice.

He smiled searching her flushed face with his pale eyes,

―dinner time.‖

He said it as if it had nothing to do with food, ―Oh,‖ she

said starting to become aware of the position they were in and

started getting more embarrassed, ―Max—could you—―

He chuckled and rolled off her with a sigh. She took the

opportunity to escape and jumped out of the bed. He just lay

there flat on his back staring at the ceiling with a smile on his

face and looking absolutely heavenly bare to the waist. His eyes

suddenly flicked to her causing her to blush for being caught

staring. ―Sorry.‖ She managed.

―What for?‖ he said sitting up and grabbing his suitcase

like what had just occurred was a normal every day event, ―I

don‘t mind if you look at me Lily. Look all you want.‖

Without a word she turned and went into the bathroom

completely ashamed at her behaviour.

Well that went well, he thought staring at the closed

door. He opened his luggage and removed a cool white silk shirt

and tan chinos. He purposely tried not to make a big deal about

what had just happened between them because he knew she was

knocked off balance and he didn‘t want to lend more to her

discomfort. Truth was, he was in deep deep trouble. The

alphabet wouldn‘t help him this time. Nothing would. She

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surpassed his expectations in what he‘d expected when he first

touched and kissed her.

So much for trying to keep his mind on business. There

was no way in hell he was going to be able to concentrate on

anything but her.

In the bathroom, Lily was staring at her reflection in the

mirror appalled at her behaviour and even more appalled at

Max‘s. He kissed her. All sorts of things were flooding into her

brain with that. Did he mean it when he said that he wasn‘t that

desperate for sex? If he did, that meant he kissed her because he

wanted to. It was too difficult for her to fathom. How could

someone like Max King be interested in her when he could have

his pick of any woman he wanted? Cybil Dawn was incredibly

beautiful despite her venom. Any man would be willing to

overlook her vices just to date her.

She blew a strand of hair out of her eyes and looked at the

mess it was in. ―Guard your heart Lily.‖ She whispered to herself.

She brushed out her hair and smoothed the lines of her dress

before she went back out just to stop suddenly. Max was waiting

for her and he looked so devastatingly handsome in his casual

clothes with his hair mussed up while leaning against one of the

bed posts with his arms across his chest. He gave her a boyish

grin with a glint of new knowledge in his eyes when she emerged

and the blush she just got rid of, came back with a vengeance.

―you look good enough to eat.‖ He said straightening up

and running his gaze over her.

―You are taking this engagement acting too far.‖ She said

wishing that their engagement was real. If that moment they

shared moments ago was any indicator of what it would be like

between them, she could live with that for the rest of her life. She

knew she could.

―Am I?‖ he mused holding out his hand.

She just stared at him unable to figure this new mood of

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his out. He was usually good to her, but now there was some

deeper warmth there that made her uncomfortable. It wasn‘t