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I gave a little laugh through the delicious shivers coursing through my body.

‘The Voluttuoso collection has over a hundred individual designs this season alone. No way will I have the time or the inclination to model each one for you in three weeks.’

‘It’s more like four weeks, but I get your point. Fine, show me the range and I’ll choose.’

I grabbed my tablet, called up the right page and handed it to him. He slanted me a smug, sexy smile. ‘Thanks.’

I waited on pins and needles as he scrolled through the entire collection at his leisure. After a few minutes, he whistled. ‘Seriously, Savvie, these are fantastic.’

I wasn’t sure which touched me more, his use of the shortened name my family never deigned to use despite my stated wish or his warm acknowledgement of my achievement. I chose both. ‘Thank you, Bryce.’

His head snapped up. Our gazes collided. For a moment there was only deep pride and warm friendship in his gaze. Then his gaze dropped to my mouth, stayed, his hazel eyes growing darker as my tongue darted out, slowly licked before pulling my lower lip between my teeth.

I couldn’t have stated more blatantly that I wanted him if I’d shouted it from the top of his building. His eyes flashed back to mine before dropping to the tablet. ‘This one.’ His voice was thick and so was the pressure behind his trousers when I desperately sought that final confirmation, making me swallow and yearn for another taste of what I’d experienced last night.

‘If you want to make your dinner you need to stop looking at me like that and engage verbally with me so I can leave you alone.’

I dragged my gaze from his crotch and squinted at the tablet.

‘There are twenty-seven outfits in that collection.’

‘Perfect. Do you have express delivery?’

‘Of course.’

‘Excellent.’

The next three minutes were spent in charged silence as he filled his online cart with every item off the playsuits and bodysuits range. A few more clicks and he handed the tablet back with a thoroughly satisfied smirk.

Altogether the collection, which included a rose-and-platinum-gold chain playsuit with diamond-encrusted nipple studs that was worth eleven thousand pounds, came to over twenty-five thousand pounds.

I’d known for a long time that money was no object for the Mortimers but I’d never been the recipient of such cavalier generosity. I wasn’t sure whether to be thrilled to pieces or wonder how often Bryce did this with other women.

‘Ten o’clock in the morning work for you?’

My head moved in consent before my brain caught up. In the next moment, he was crowding me against the glass wall, his face a picture of harnessed arousal as he stared at me.

‘I can’t wait to have you, Savvie. Really, truly, have you. You have no idea how long I’ve waited. But you will. Soon you will.’

He walked away, leaving me weak-kneed and wondering if this desperate path I’d taken was worth putting my heart through such turmoil.

CHAPTER SIX

Savvie

IARRIVEDTENminutes late the next morning, hating myself a little for needing to appear as if I weren’t dying to be there.

Bryce was waiting in his doorway, just like last time. But this time his expression was less sexy-grumpy and more smouldering sexy. Not that it gave me any relief.

His gaze tied me up in knots for completely different reasons. Reasons that made it difficult to draw a full breathby the time I arrived at his door.

‘Hi.’ I was breathless and nervous like a damn teenager but, truly, even after having him go down on me twice, it wasn’t every day a girl slept with the only person who’d earned ‘best friend’ status in her life. So I was going to give myself a pass.

‘Morning, rosebud.’ He leaned down, brushed his lips over my cheek, then trailed them to the curve of my neck. ‘Hmm, you smell incredible. What’s that perfume?’

A tingle of pleasure eased a layer of nerves. ‘It’s one of mine—Voluttuoso Xby Savvie.’

‘Right. That’s the one with the ad where you were lying on a bed of pink roses wearing nothing but petals, right?’

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