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“Don’t.” His hand curled around her wrist, pulling her body to his, holding her against him. And his eyes showed a conflicting current of feelings as he stared down at her, just like when he’d kissed her. Like he wanted her and hated that he wanted her, all at once. “I like the dress too.”

*

As the golf buggy pulled up outside the home, Addie stepped out and Guy caught a hint of her fragrance. The perfume she wore, but also her, that indefinable sweetness that had always imprinted itself on his sheets and pillows, so that even when she was absent from his home, he was somehow surrounded by her.

Memories fired through him and he suppressed them, thrusting them deep into the recesses of his mind. They weren’t welcome.

Memories of pleasure that was borne from her lies had no place in his life.

He walked behind her, his eyes trained on the curve of her arse as she moved with a provocative sway towards the front door.

She knew what she was doing to him. No, she was doing it on purpose.

He could hardly blame her. If she wanted to weasel her way back into his good books, she was right to think sex was her only

shot. He’d never trust her again, he’d never care for her again, but the way their bodies harmonized was something he’d never before experienced.

He could almost forget about her duplicity if it meant having the pleasure of her as his mistress. Almost, but not quite.

“Guy,” Addie paused by the door, her voice lowered, her head tilted backwards, towards him. Her hair was loose, falling half-way down her back, and he aimed to wrap it in his fist, tugging on it just hard enough to expose her beautiful mouth to his once more. To make her gasp in surprise so he could plunder her anew.

His body hardened and inwardly he swore. He didn’t particularly need to be dealing with visible proof of his attraction towards this woman when he entered Santiago’s home.

“There’s something I want to tell you.”

He barely caught the whispered statement and had to move closer, lowering his head. She stood on tiptoes and whispered, into his ear, so that the words were warm all the way to his brain, then right to his groin, “The dress is all I’m wearing. I just thought you should know.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

THE MOMENT THE DOOR opened, Addie wished she hadn’t chosen such a daring act of seduction. Sure, the dress was great for getting Guy hot under the collar and maybe even forcing him to act on the way they both felt, but for meeting his mother for the first time? It was definitely not how Addie would have chosen to do it.

She glared at Guy, her sense of betrayal obvious, as several family members turned to face the door, appraising the newest arrivals with undisguised interest.

“You didn’t want to tell me your family was going to be here?” She said through a false smile.

His frown was infinitesimal. “I told you my family was coming for the week.”

“But that we were early,” she responded in a low whisper. “I had no way of knowing they’d be here tonight.”

“Is this a problem?” He whispered back, but his expression showed a total lack of comprehension as to why she was so bothered.

“Well, yes,” she said crossly, her cheeks glowing pink. “For one thing, I’m dressed like…”

“I suggested you might like to change…”

“But you didn’t tell me why!”

“Guy!” A woman was pacing towards them, tall, brunette, and so incredibly beautiful that she could only be Guy’s mother.

“Luciana,” he said, putting an arm around Addie’s waist and pulling her closer. “I thought I heard a helicopter.”

“We arrived hours ago, and you are only just here now?” She volleyed in Spanish.

Guy responded pointedly in English. “We were invited for dinner.”

“You don’t need an invitation to Santiago’s, son,” his father appeared behind Luciana, a glass of red wine in hand, eyes smiling as they skimmed the apparently happy couple. “Then again, Santiago did mention you’ve got other things on your mind.”

Other things, Addie gathered, meant her. She swallowed, forcing a smile to her lips. She wished she was wearing something beautiful and modest, but instead, she was in this stripper dress, and there was nothing for it but to grin and bear it and pray she didn’t inadvertently flash her naked backside to anyone in Guy’s family.

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