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“True.” He extended the glass to her.

She shook her head. “No, thank you.”

“You never drink.”

“No, I don’t,” she replied, not wanting to get into the specifics of why not.

Thankfully, he didn’t push.

“Come on, join me on the balcony.”

He took off, not waiting for her to respond. After a moment’s hesitation, Marissa followed. She could stay up a little later, and in all honesty, she wanted to prolong the night.

“What makes your father’s tequila so good?” she asked, following him into the master bedroom and out to the balcony.

“It’s delicious and has a sweet, almost caramel flavor,” Bruno explained.

“I’ll have to buy some when I get back to Atlanta. One of my friends loves tequila. How much is a bottle?”

“Five hundred dollars,” he replied.

“Say what now?”

Bruno chuckled, the laughter crinkling the corners of his eyes and shaking his chest. “Don’t worry. You’ll have lifetime access to a bottle anytime you want one, courtesy of me.”

“You’re extremely generous.”

“I only do these things for you.”

“Mhmm.” Marissa shot him a look.

Leaning on the metal railing, she gazed out at the valley below and the twinkling lights of the city. “This view is really incredible,” she sighed.

“I agree.”

He wasn’t looking at the view. He was looking at her, and her cheeks heated. She dipped her gaze.

She knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to stay out here and bask in the warmth of his attention. She knew what she should do. Leave. Run. Go to bed. There was too much at stake if she made the wrong decision—and she knew herself. She was on the verge of making the wrong decision.

“It’s late. I should give these back.” She started removing the medallions from around her neck.

“No, keep them on. They look good on you,” Bruno said.

“They’re yours.”

“I’ll get them tomorrow.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes.”

Marissa continued to look at him, reluctant to leave and go to her own room. “I had a wonderful time tonight. Thank you for inviting me.”

She rolled onto her toes and kissed his cheek.

His body stilled and his jawline hardened, his eyes lowering almost to slits as he looked down at her. She took a step back, and his arm snaked out, wrapping around her waist and pulling her against his hard body.

She gasped, drawing air into her lungs with a sudden, fast inhale. Time suspended.

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