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She smiled across at him then glanced towards the view.

When he’d first asked her to spend the night, she’d found it easy—and sensible—to agree to a curtailed version of his plan. But now, soporific from so much pleasure and ecstasy, in this incredibly comfortable bed, Skye would have given just about anything to fall asleep here, with him.

The thought galvanized her into action. She stood quickly, bent down to retrieve her clothes. Which reminded her—, “I left my underwear in your hotel suite,” she said, cheeks flushed.

“Yes, you did.”

“You found them?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.” A divot formed between her brows. “Shall I take them?”

“I’m not sure.” He was watching her with such a look of wanton possession and need that her insides were trembling again. “I might want to keep them.”

“Seriously?”

“A souvenir.”

She blinked, wide-eyed. “My underpants?”

He grinned. “You know, I’m pretty sure you’re the blueprint for every plastic surgeon in the country.”

She laughed. “That’s ridiculous.”

“You are just incredible.”

“Stop, seriously.”

“You’re embarrassed of how gorgeous you are?”

“I’m embarrassed for you to say it.”

“Why? It’s just a fact.”

“Like me saying you’re particularly well endowed?” She prompted, gesturing to his nether regions then quickly looking away again.

“I’m not embarrassed by that. It too is fact.”

She laughed. “Whatever I’m feeling, it’s safe to say, you’re the opposite.”

“Do you have time for dinner?”

She blinked.

“I presume you haven’t eaten?”

“I—no, I haven’t.” And she was actually hungry, now that she thought about it. “But I should get home. It would take too long to order in food…”

“I’ve got food.”

She stared at him.

“I thought we might have dinner. So, I ordered it already.”

“Right,” she nodded slowly. In which case, surely it wouldn’t hurt to stay a little while longer? “Sure. I’ll stay for a quick dinner.”

She moved back to the large open plan living area, with the generously proportioned kitchen, dining table and lounges. This table sat four, but she’d have put money on there being another dining room somewhere in this fancy place, large enough to accommodate an elite who’s who of New York. A room with stunning views and chandeliers and probably even a separate servants’ entrance.

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