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“I can’t do that.” Beneath the table, his foot brushed her calve, running higher, towards her thigh.
She lifted her head and looked at him, her heart pounding heavily against her ribs. “Why are you here?”
He made an exaggerated expression of impatience.
“No.” She sipped her drink. “At this bar?”
“I’m on a date.”
She lifted her brows, disconcerted enough to forget her own outrage. “On a date and you’ve come over here to what? Ask me for a quickie, because you think I’m a prostitute?”
His laugh was unexpectedly rich. “Not a quickie. What I have planned for you would take all night.”
A frisson of awareness seared down her spine. She ignored it. “I’m not interested.”
“I’ve never paid a woman for sex.”
Her features were pained. “I’ve never taken money for sex.”
He reclined in the leather chair, his expression thoughtful as he scrutinised her beautiful face. She looked different tonight to how she’d appeared at Hank’s party. Then, she’d been dressed to the nines and made up like a model. Tonight, she was wearing a far more sophisticated dress. It was also far more discrete. It covered her curves in a way that made him yearn to strip it from her body. He compressed his lips. “I’m ashamed to say that I would gladly part with a large sum of money to possess you, Jane.”
Her heart turned over. It wasn’t the promise of money that made her insides slick with desire. It was the notion of this man possessing her.
“Not interested,” she said with a quiet insistence.
The small flicker of his lips showed that he understood. She was lying. “There are other ways you would find yourself rewarded for a night with me.”
“Such as?”
He stood casually and moved around the table, so that he could sit beside her. With his eyes locked to hers, he lifted a glass of champagne and filled his mouth with the cold, bubbling liquid. Without swallowing, he lowered his lips to her exposed neckline and allowed some of the liquid to drop onto her smooth flesh. He pressed his lips to it, chasing the drop with his tongue.
Her sharp intake of breath was matched only by the clenching sensation low in her abdomen.
“I would make you feel more than you’ve ever felt before.”
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sp; She already felt as though her lungs were burning. Breathing was almost impossible.
“You used me to embarrass your own dad.”
His eyes flashed. “Yes. I did. Full disclosure. I hate the man. I thought he might actually like you. Stealing you from him was an opportunity I needed to take advantage of.”
“That’s… horrible.”
He shrugged. “My father has a habit of marrying unsuitable twenty somethings. If you’d seen the desperate state he works himself into for a hot piece of ass, you’d understand why I acted the way I did.”
“And now?” She challenged. “Your father has made me unemployable. The agency has rubbished me across town.” Tears clogged her throat and she swallowed past them. “I needed my job. It was perfect for me. And I can’t find anything else.”
He lifted a finger and traced her lower lip. “I hate to seem callous, but if you hadn’t come out to the terrace with me, your job would be safe. You can’t have your cake and eat it too.”
Her cheeks flushed. He was right. “I’m not saying I’m not partly responsible…”
“I’m glad to hear it.” His blue eyes sparked with a change in emotion. “In any event, it’s done. Whatever drove you to behave as you did that night is still here.” He lifted a hand and pressed it against her chest, feeling the erratic racing of her heart. “Why not live a little?”
She shifted a little, moving away from him as much as the furniture allowed. “I’m meeting someone.”
His expression flicked with something dark and dangerous, but he concealed it. “So?”
