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In fact, she had. She’d been working hard to keep up her defenses, but it hadn’t worked. She was having trouble remembering why she shouldn’t like him. “Okay, I have. But it’s unprofessional of me—”
Jordan gave a dismissive laugh.
“—and wrong.” Dangerous, even. To her peace of mind.
He took the champagne flute from her hand and set it down on a nearby table along with his own glass. Then taking her hand, he said, “Come on.”
She looked startled. “What? Where? Why?”
“You forgot when and how.” He tossed her a wicked glance as they headed toward the back of the mansion. “When is now, and the answer to how is that there’s a cloakroom off the main hall on the ground floor that isn’t being used because it’s summer and no one brought a coat. It’s also bigger than the closet under the stairs.”
Sera’s quick indrawn breath was audible. Still, excitement bubbled up within her. They were playing with fire, but she felt alive, all her senses awakened.
They slipped inside the house without drawing attention, and in line with Jordan’s expectations, the short hallway to the cloakroom was deserted. He opened the half door and then led her toward the shadowed recesses.
The minute they reached the back wall, his mouth was on hers.
Finally. She exulted in being in his arms again. She’d fought the good fight against his charm, but everything except this moment receded into the background.
Their mixed sighs filled the empty room as the kiss deepened. She tunneled her fingers into his hair, and he pulled her closer. All her soft curves pressed into his hard, lean physique, molding to him.
His scent was so good, his taste even better. And her senses stirred with his kiss, which was hot, warm and enticing.
When the kiss finally broke off, Jordan skimmed his mouth across her cheek and nuzzled her temple before his breath settled around the delicate shell of her ear, giving her goosebumps and making her weak with awareness.
“Your dress has been driving me crazy all evening,” he muttered.
“It’s not meant to make men wild with lust.”
He gave a strangled laugh. “That keyhole cutout that shows your cleavage. All I wanted to do was this—” he reached to her nape, and her zipper rasped downward “—and bare your gorgeous breasts.”
She leaned against the wall, her breath hissing out of her as the top of her gown sagged. She wanted—
In the next moment, Jordan unerringly gave her what she was seeking—cupping her exposed breast and running his thumb over the pebbled peak.
“You’re so responsive, Sera,” he whispered, his voice reverent.
She shifted, brushing against his erection, and they both sighed.
Jordan bent and covered her breast with his mouth, and her hands tunneled through his hair as she gave herself up to waves of sensation that carried her closer to a shore of paradise...
Suddenly, there was the sound of a door opening, and Sera froze, yanked from a wonderful reverie.
Jordan straightened, and they hastily moved apart.
Sera’s gaze met Jordan’s in the shadows, and he pulled her closer, yanking the top of her dress back into place as he did so.
“Shh,” he whispered into her ear.
Obediently, she stood still, hoping not to be noticed.
“I’ll be back in New York on Monday,” a woman’s voice said. “We can discuss it then.”
Jordan relaxed, his hold on her easing.
Sera thought it sounded like—
“Thanks, Sonia.” There was a rustle, as if someone was fiddling with her purse.
