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"Well then." He stood and held his hand out to her. "What should we do for the rest
of our night?"
"I don't know & I'm pretty tired. I didn't get much sleep last night. Maybe I'll just
grab a good book and go to bed." Kara had to turn away from him, and pretend interest in
the fragrant potted gardenias that seemed to be everywhere. She wasn't good at joking
around, and her face flamed. She could hardly keep from laughing.
"That sounds like a great idea." He didn't miss a beat. He draped his arm around her
shoulders and they walked out of the restaurant. "If you don't find a good book, I hope
you'll consider an alternative."
Kara had been thinking of the alternative since he came drifting from the sky beneath
that rainbow parasail like some angel sent to tempt the devil right out of her.
The cab ride back to the hotel was a lot like the ride to the restaurant two hours ago.
She could barely keep her eyes off of him, and he didn't bother trying to do so either.
This time they both sat in opposite corners of the back seat, studying one another silently.
The urge to touch him was almost palpable, but she resisted. Simply staring was
decadent, and her mind filled with naughty fantasies.
She didn't get to undress him the night before. First to go would be that dark jacket.
It was lightweight enough, but he had to be warm beneath two layers of clothing. She
licked her lips at the thought of the amount of heat the man could project. She couldn't
wait to make a show of each one of those buttons. Even the tiny one at each wrist.
She knew he didn't wear an undershirt. She didn't blame him, and it certainly made it
easier on her. When her eyes dropped to his waist, she cursed. A belt. One of those weird
buckled ones too. Could she manage that with only one hand?
"Stop that," Derek growled.
Kara blinked his sexy face back into focus. "Stop what?"
"You know what. I'm practically naked over here."
Kara narrowed her eyes. "Not quite."
Chapter Nine
Derek clenched his hands. The woman drove him mad with lust. She'd all but
undressed him, sending his ego through the roof. He imagined those cool slender fingers
on him, taking each layer of clothing off of him.
As much as he wanted to launch himself across the cab and pin her to the grey vinyl
seat, he steeled himself against the urge. The anticipation was just as exciting.
Why it took ten times longer to get back to the hotel than the other way around, he
didn't know, but finally the car stopped.
Derek paid the driver without even looking away from Kara's clear blue eyes. He
grabbed her hand and hauled her out of the taxi before he reminded himself to cool it. He
all but ignored the doorman, and the desk clerk that shouted out a friendly "Buenas
noches amigos". He was able to keep his hands off of her almost; he did hold her
hand all the way up the elevator, and even until he followed her into their suite, and
backed against the closed door.
"Did you really bring a book?" He pulled her against him. Her face was flushed. A
new rosiness on her cheeks, probably due to the sun today, but the glassiness in her eyes
couldn't be anything but desire. His chest felt like it had been dog-piled. He was so damn
hard it almost hurt.
"No, I didn't bring a book." She reached up to his shoulders, deftly removed his
jacket, and draped it on the nearest chair. "Maybe you could tell me a bedtime story?"
His breathing echoed in the room. He leaned his head back against the door, and
looked to the ceiling fan to steady himself. He held her by her tiny waist. Just keeping his
hands still was taking all of his self-control.
"You have to be hot& " She worked on his shirt, button by button. She wasn't in any
hurry, and he used the time to calm himself down. Three deep breaths in and out.
God, she smelled good. "Very hot," he agreed.
She pulled his shirttails out of his slacks, and released the last button, which was
hanging below his belt. He held his breath.
"Do you need a cold shower?"
His eyes found hers instantly. Thank God she had a smile flirting with her lips. "I
don't know, do I?"
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