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Nina snapped her head back round and smacked Zac’s hand away.

“Ouch,” he said, shaking his hand and still smirking. “That couldn’t have worked out better. Now how about it? You’re obviously the angry type—and I like angry sex.”

Nina’s last gossamer-thin strand of self-restraint snapped. She stepped into him, kneed him in the groin and watched him crumple to the floor. “Good luck having any kind of sex after that.” She turned and hurried upstairs after Cameron.

Nina strode along the hallway and knocked on his closed bedroom door. There was no answer, so she opened it a crack. He was there, out on the balcony staring down at the pool area. She went inside. “Cam.”

He turned to face her as she crossed the room toward him. His face was pinched. “What do you want?”

The sharp tone in his voice was like a knife to her gut. “I want to talk to you.”

“About what?” he said. “That you said you weren’t interested in Zac, told me nothing more could happen between us because you were leaving soon, then you immediately got involved with Zac?”

Her mouth fell open. “That is not what happened.”

He shook his head. “I don’t like being lied to.”

Nina’s need to appease him gave way to anger. “How dare you. Nothing happened between Zac and me except a good hard knee to the balls after you left the room. He’s probably still lying on the floor down there if you want to check.”

Cameron’s demeanour changed and the anger drained from his face. He opened his mouth to speak but she lifted a hand to silence him. “In any case, it’s none of your business if I was involved with anyone else. I’m single, and you and I aren’t anything to each other.” Her emotions were getting the better of her. She was speaking from a raw and unbridled place because of her feelings for him. On impulse, she spun on her heel. She needed to take herself out of the situation before she said something she really regretted.

“Wait,” he called, before she could get to the door. She turned back to him, unable to resist the urgent tone in his voice.

He closed the gap between them. “I’m sorry. You’re right.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions, and even so, what you choose to do is your own business. It’s just…” His voice faltered, and he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Just what?” she asked, moving a little closer.

He glanced into her eyes. “I think you know.”

She shook her head. “Know what?”

Cam swallowed. “I like you. I mean”—he placed his fingers on his temples—“I’m more than just attracted to you.” He took a breath. “I think what I feel is on a deeper level.”

Nina knew what he meant because she felt it too but clearly to a further degree, because she was able to put a much more precise label on her emotions than he had. However, she couldn’t say it out loud. It was too soon and too risky when he didn’t feel the same.

She stepped into him, lifting her hand to his cheek. She sensed his breath catch in his throat. He held her gaze for a moment and the intensity in his eyes sent her heart rate soaring. He leaned in to kiss her and she melted into him.

Cameron stoked her desire with his tongue, kissing her with a sense of abandonment even more intense than the first time. Nina clung to him, desperate for the moment not to end. Her cautious seed of doubt resurfaced, and she crushed it. She wanted him more than anything and she didn’t care what the consequences were.

Nina broke away and took a step back. His breathing was laboured. She pointed at his T-shirt. “Take it off.”

A smile played at the corner of his mouth as he realised what she was doing. Nina admired the way his arms flexed as he lifted the shirt over his head. She ran her gaze over his torso and her pulse rose impossibly further. She could hear it throbbing in her ears.

Cam stood there looking as sexy as hell and awaiting his next instruction. Nina took a breath then pointed at his shorts. He let them drop to the floor, stepping out of them toward her in his boxers. Nina’s gaze skimmed the manner in which they grazed over the muscle of his thighs. The room started to spin a little.

He raised his eyebrow and she read the intention behind his gesture. She managed a smile through the heat that was threatening to overwhelm her and lifted her top over her head then let her shorts fall. She enjoyed the way he raked his gaze down her body, taking in the red bikini she’d chosen with the ulterior motive of getting his attention. He swallowed hard then met her eyes. Nina gestured for him to come to her. He closed the gap in one stride, collapsing them both onto the bed in the process. He kissed her so fervently that she was aware of nothing else but the feel of his mouth on hers and his skin grazing her body with a delicious friction that set her nerves endings ablaze.

There was a palpable sense of desperation as they pulled off the last of each other’s clothing and it served to drive her senses even wilder. Cameron paused to look into her eyes, pinning her with his gaze. He lifted her hands above her head and entwined his fingers with hers. “I really want this. But I need to know that you do too.”

Nina struggled to speak, her mind so fused with emotion. “More than anything,” she said, her voice hoarse. Cam smiled and reached into the bedside drawer, bringing out a condom and rolling it on.

He held her face gently, watching every nuance of expression in her eyes as he started to gently thrust his way inside her, catching her breath with butterfly kisses until they were fully as one. He deepened the kiss, conveying a clear sense of surrender as his movements became more and more urgent.

Nina was vaguely aware of the sound of music and voices drifting in from the balcony. The party was still going on, but she didn’t care. The moment with Cameron was all that mattered. She pushed away the tiny voice that told her the affair would be over soon and that as much as he said he cared for her on a deeper level, it was nothing compared to the feelings she had developed for him. She concentrated on the intensity of his gaze and the feel of his body, allowing herself to be consumed by it. The fire in her pelvis surged higher and higher until it reached climactic proportions and she gave herself to it, calling out despite the open balcony door and party going on below.

Her pleasure rolled over her in wave after wave as she arched her back, desperately trying to get him closer. He wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling her neck, his breathing laboured against her skin. He moaned her name, his body shuddering from the force of his climax. She held him tightly as the tide of their passion slowed and their breathing settled into a satisfied synch.

Cameron rested his forehead against hers, studying her eyes. “I’m seeing stars again. In more ways than one this time.”