Page 195 of Sins of the Heart

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“Love to oblige. It’s been a while. But this hardly

seems the time or place.” His gaze raked her, sending

her thoughts spinning all kinds of places they had no

business going. Then he leaned over and flicked off the

light, cloaking them in darkness. The air stirred as he

moved, shadow on shadow, his arm brushing hers.

“Unless you’re a fan of having an audience.”

She pressed her lips together, willing herself to be

silent.

“Define a while.” Damn. She just had to go and ask.

Why was she doing this? Baiting him? It was like stepping into a lion’s cage, hugging an armload of raw

steak. Even if she dropped the steak, she’d still be lion

bait, covered in blood.

Again, that low laugh. Like sin.

“Longer than a month, less than a decade.”

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Well, that told her a fat lot of nothing. His words

made images flash through her thoughts—skin to hot

skin, his hips flush with hers, clothes on, then clothes

off, bump and grind. Damn, why did she have the urge

to end his dry spell?

Actually, she knew exactly why.

Because for the past eleven years he’d been the main

feature in her x-rated girlie version of a wet dream. And

for the past eleven seconds she’d had her tongue down

his throat and it’d been far better than anything she’d

fantasized about. What she really wanted to do was

forget whatever was out there, whatever was coming for

her, and focus on him, focus on now, rip his shirt open,

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